Drew is kind of like Arizona

Apparently Daylight Saving Time is considered a holiday since there are actual cards celebrating the day.  Since this is the case I can say with confidence that this is my least favorite holiday ever.  I understand the purpose of it.  During WWI it was instituted to help save energy and make better use of the daylight.  During WWII it was brought back for the same reason.  It didn't become standardized in the US until 1966, except for Arizona, who is the Drew of the US - doesn't feel the need to do what others are doing or follow along.  We apparently let Arizona keep their clocks from falling backwards or springing forward.  Lucky. 

What this all really means to any person who has a child under the age of 6 is that schedules get screwed up.  And if you're like me (and I'm getting the vibe that not many are) and are a schedule Nazi, this is horrid.  The clock runs our house.  It doesn't matter if Nana or Grandma and Grandpa are here, it doesn't matter if the child is exhibiting signs of being tired, if the clocks says so, it's time for bed.  This works for me and more importantly, for the kids.  And to top it off, I get all confused by the time change every single time.  I have to actually say out loud, "Ok, so the clock says 7:00pm but to their bodies it's really only 6:00pm.  Right?"  Anyway, this weekend begins the two or three day transition and I hate it.  With three kids under the age of 5, I work harder at maintaining our schedule than I do at most other things and this holiday just shows up and throws it all to the birds.

Can't wait to see what the kids say when at 7:30pm on Sunday night and I declare it bedtime while it looks like mid-afternoon outside.   It'll be a hoot.

  

And yes, we've tried to transition them 10 minutes earlier everynight in the week leading up to it.  Honestly, it's too much work.