Spring Enemy

Daylight Savings is a cruel and evil day. Since having the kids, we've gone through 4, and each one has stunk worse than the one before. I used to cheer when I'd gain an hour and whine when I'd lose an hour. Now each one has to be a well planned military mission.

This year it snuck up on us. We had no idea until Jaime was looking through his phone and noticed how late it was. We scrambled the entire day trying to move naps, Sunday grocery shopping, wake the kids up early, adjust feeding times, and by the end of the day, we were still arguing about what time to feed dinner, give baths and put those grouchy pooters to bed.

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