Monday, November 5, 2012

Curse you, Eastern Standard Time!

November 4, 2012, 5:30 am

I have to say, I don't often give much thought to Daylight Savings Time.  I think this is mainly because I find it very confusing that twice a year, the time changes, just like that.  Clearly, time does not actually changes; the clocks do.  Still, it's a bit disorienting if you dwell on it to much.  What usually happens is that around the middle of March/October, I start thinking, I wonder when I have to change the clocks.  Then I look it up, make a note, and that is that. 

Not so this year.  Lately, Elijah has been waking up rather early, by which I mean 5:30 am.  I am decidedly not a morning person, and neither is my dear husband, so it only figures that I would give birth to one.  Sometime before six each day, as I lie nestled all snug in my bed, I hear a little (loud) voice, calling, "Mama, I wake up!  Go play downstairs."  I really do love Elijah's sweet voice, but I love it just a tiny bit less when the sun has not yet risen.

Oh yes, and putting him to bed later has zero effect on his wake-up time.  All that happens is he gets less sleep and is more grumpy, earlier, the next day.  And so, all of this is to say that Sunday morning, at 4:50 am, Elijah was up and at 'em.  The picture above is what the first hour of the day looked like before I found my glasses.

Yes, Captain Underpants couldn't wait to get a jump on his drumming, feeling that the "extra hour" would be much better spent playing that sleeping.  It's a good thing he's so cute (and that he still takes a nap.)

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