Wednesday, November 9, 2011
Daylight Savings What???
I love falling back. I love to savor that extra hour. My grandmother used to wait until the last possible minute to change her clocks back so she could really appreciate that 60 minutes.
Guess what? Having a child really ruins everything the joy of falling back can bring. Sunday morning some little man was up at 6:30 AM and ready to PARTY. We could hear him screaming in his crib, "Hi! Hi! Hi?"
I just don't know why the world feels the need to mess with my baby's sleep schedule. Or more importantly, my sleep schedule. Maybe things wouldn't be so bad if Paul wanted to snuggle in bed with us and watch cartoons. But he doesn't. He wants to play basketball. So that is what we did. ALL DAY LONG.