When I say, screw you Daylight Savings Time. We have enough sleep issues around our house without tossing in a "what you thought was seven is now six" wrench into the mix. You would think the worst it could be is that Henry wakes up at his normal time, forcing us to not enjoy the extra hour of sleep. But oh no, havoc as been released onto our sleeping hours. He sobbed when I woke him from his nap at 4:30 yesterday (he had been asleep three hours) because he was still tired. And yet he woke up three times in the night last night, making his official up for the morning call at 5am. FIVE. A. M. I mean, before the time change he slept until somewhere between seven thirty and eight thirty. So five...five is just...cruel.
So yes, screw you time change. I see no need to mess with our body clocks. Especially the clock of an 18 month old. ESPECIALLY when it only lasts eight weeks and then we have to switch back. I believe you just have a mean spirit, and like to watch us cry.
Henry says: Sheesh Mama, relax. Sleep is WAY over rated anyway.
Mama says: Easy for you to say, Henry. You get a nap in the middle of the day. Lucky.
**PS. That eye color...it's still anybodies guess.**