Sophie typically goes to bed at 8:30pm. But Daylight Saving Time has messed with her internal clock. Here she is happy to be up “past” her bedtime, but shortly after we dealt with a meltdown. This morning she was up bright and early. I tried to reason with her, telling her she “gets” to sleep in an hour later. She looked at me like I was crazy, demanded to nurse and then insisted on playing with her toys. William Willett clearly wasn’t thinking of infants when he proposed DST.
“An extra yawn one morning in the springtime, an extra snooze one night in the autumn is all that we ask in return for dazzling gifts. We borrow an hour one night in April; we pay it back with golden interest five months later.” —Winston Churchill
