Even though I knew better, I kept the kids up an hour later last night. Well, 40 minutes later because they were getting on my nerves and I knew that final 20 minutes could mean the difference in my head exploding. They usually wake up around 8:00. OF COURSE the boys were up at 6:00 this morning. Karis was up a little after 7:00. So even with going to bed (almost) an hour later, no one got an extra hour of sleep.
I say it every year. I will say it again. I HATE DAYLIGHT SAVINGS TIME.
I don't understand why time even has to change at all. Why can't we just stay at one time - the time where it doesn't get dark at 5:00 in the afternoon - all year long?
Sunday is going to be interesting. I see naps in the future. Whether these little turds want 'em or not.
Now, on with our week!
Sunday 10/30:
Monday 10/31:
I really hate this is the only picture I got of all four of them on Halloween. KY-AN! Grrr.
Tuesday 11/1:
Wednesday 11/2:
Thursday 11/3:
Yes, my friends, we are at the toddler bed stage.
You know how other people have, like, three year olds still sleeping in cribs? Yeah, no. Everyone of my kids were moved to a toddler bed before age two because they are little monkeys who climb, climb, climb. Last Thursday, on a whim, I decided to put Karis in the toddler bed in her room at nap time. It was the first - and only! - nap she took all week. So I put her in again that night. Then the next night. And the night. She has had NO issues with the transition (at night anyway - naptime is a different story but that's just because she's flat out refusing to nap). I put her down at night, she doesn't get out of bed (probably because she's so exhausted from not napping). I go to check on her a little while later and she's sprawled out like a drunk chick with one foot on the floor and her shirt halfway off.
Friday 11/4:
Saturday 11/5:
Zhariah was supposed to cheer at a basketball jamboree yesterday. I was saving my pic of the day for that special moment. We got to the jamboree a little while before her first game was supposed to start and the security guard (note: we did not have security guards at middle school basketball games when I was in middle school. Times. They are a changin') informed us that there was only two minutes left. In the entire tournament. Apparently they ran ahead of schedule, nobody called to let us know that Z would be cheering earlier, and we missed her debut performance! I was glad, though, that I had snapped this picture in the wee hours of Saturday morning when I went to check on the boys and found them both snuggled up in Kyan's bed.
That was our week!
On a final note -- How 'bout them Hogs?? And, more importantly, thank you Alabama for missing that field goal and keeping our Razorback BCS dreams alive. Much appreciated. ;)
