We were just getting to the point where we were sleeping in…finally. For the first time in what felt like years we got to sleep until…wait for it…6:30 a.m. It was blissful. I had been dreading it for weeks, keeping the kids awake later and thinking about the cold dark mornings of last year; the mornings that started at 5:00 a.m. And now, they’re back. Sure we can try and stretch until 5:45, but that usually means having to clean up every.single.book. from the bookshelf that ends up on the floor.
Sure, I could use the extra time to do something and at least they are in bed relatively early, but I just can’t be “on” so early when it’s cold and dark. Guess I’ll just have to dream about springing ahead.