Do you have a hate on for Daylight Savings Time like I do?
I really don't understand why we have to mess with the time.
It never really used to bother me untill I had kids.
Now I obsess about it.
Usually because it messes with bedtime.
There is no way M is going to go to bed tomorrow at seven.
Because it is really six.
He will sit in his room, which will have light filtering in through the drapes and wonder what the heck he did to deserve being banished to his room so early in the evening.
It will probably take him two hours to fall asleep.
And then the next morning, he will wake at 5:00am, which is really 4:00 am.
Because M is shifty that way.
It's like he is trying to get back at us for sending him to bed early.
And even if I try to skip the afternoon nap, he still knows we are messing with time.
He doesn't give a rats behind about Day Light Savings Time.
He just wants to get on with his day at his normal scheduled time.
Which I'm not sure if you caught that 7 sentances ago, but that would be five frickin A.M.
So tomorrow and the next day, and probably the day after that, I will have cranky crankerson on my hands because he will be slightly sleep deprived.
It will be interesting to see how J adjusts.
Nighty Night Peeps.