The kids don't care that the clock has changed. Schedules have been so off as I look at the clock and they listen to their internal clocks. Usually I keep the playroom clock wrong on purpose for a few days just so I know what time they THINK it is. And I change all the other ones to the right time.
So Brinks, WHY does your alarm panel in my kitchen not update itself automatically? That's the clock I look at to see when it's time to make lunch. My poor babies keep asking when lunch will be ready, and I tell them in just a few minutes, it's only just almost noon.
but no, it's nearly one. And they're hungry. And I'm annoyed. No wonder the morning felt like it dragged a bit. it's a whole hour later than I thought it was. But the friendship soup is nearly done, finally, and everybody loves it, so that's a good thing at least. How sad for them if I was spending all this extra time making something they don't like.
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ok, I'm confused, pretty sure I know who you are... but in case I'm wrong, thanks for stopping by!
You asked about me not letting Avery wear a dress. Nothing big really, I like dresses, they just involve tights and dress shoes, and sweaters and it all gets very complicated for a girl who just strips as soon as I turn my back on her anyway :)
Oh, and way to go making the kids beg for lunch when they were STARVING! :) That's too funny!
Daylight Savings does smell...bad.
Are the kids better adjusted? I am not sure I am yet.
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