No 3 was born when her sisters were nearly 12 and 9, so they were all at completely different stages. I fed healthy square meals during the week, and we all had a brunch at weekends. Other food was offered during the day but I’ve never been a fan of roast beef etc, so weekend main meals tended to be more flexible. Someone was always sleeping over with a friend or going out to ..... etc etc. Extra children came and went. Brunch meant that I expected faces at the table at 10, which gave the teenagers long enough to sleep longer but had them out of bed to join the world at a reasonable hour. And it meant that they didn’t pick at the fridge and eat rubbish throughout the day, and I knew that they had at least started off right. And they were allowed to be in their pjs.
My parents would have normally been shocked to consider breakfast at 10, but for us it worked well. And when they visited us in whichever place we were living, they had no problem fitting in.
In Australia, it was brilliant. We had a very private patio, so the gas bbq with the picnic bench alongside was perfect for eggs, bacon, sausages, toms, mushrooms etc etc. and the weather was good.
️I loved that country.