Why I Now Hate Time Change...

I remember being 21 and out at the bar and SO excited that--hey--we get to turn the time BACK an hour!  We get an extra hour at the bar--I mean, wow, could we have been any luckier?

If we weren't out at the bars then I was at home and even more stoked for that extra hour of sleep.  I waited all.year.long for that one day a year.

But now that I have a toddler and a 3 month old?  Um, about the time change...it can go away.  Seriously.

Because now Isabella wants to eat dinner beyond early, she has been waking up around 4:30 or 5:00 in the morning and then wanting to take naps at lunchtime.

At this moment I'm struggling to keep my eyes open.  I need more coffee.  I've moved laundry along.  Cleaned the kitchen.  Watched Charlie Brown's Thanksgiving.  And I only have 10 blogs left to read in my Reader.

If anything, I guess you could say that I'm more productive waking up so early...but I honestly cannot wait for naptime today.  *yawn*