I’d Rather Save My Sanity Than Daylight

My friend Amanda Jean thinks that daylight savings time is just a way to torture parents of small children. I think she might be onto something. Little ones are really good at listening to their body rhythms. This is good — they don’t eat except when their hungry — but in this case bad — Tristan still thinks it’s 7:00 AM when it’s really 6:00 AM. This morning he started his antics shortly before 5. Let me assure you, there is a huge difference between being awoken at a time that starts with four and one that starts with five. That peaceful picture is of the two of them sleeping in a hotel last month. They have separate rooms at home. Thank goodness.