Daylight Savings is really a hard scenario to explain to a kid. The night before we "got an extra hour of sleep" Steve was commenting on how he was looking forward to it. I reminded him that almost two year olds really don't understand that idea. He jokingly responded that he would be having a talk with our daughter about Benjamin Franklin and his ideas. Needless to say, she was definitely up at 6:30 the next morning.
Unfortunately, that trend hasn't changed since. Our child who usually sleeps until at least 7:30 on the weekends is up regularly at 6:30. It has really made weekday mornings difficult as well. Up until a week or so ago, Steve and I would get ourselves up and ready before waking Evelyn up at 7:00 to get her going. It has been a real eye opener trying to get ready with her up. I am totally ashamed to say that we have completely given in to her demand for "Marshall videos" every morning as we finish getting ready. Marshall videos is code for hand me your iPhone so I can watch all of the videos you have saved.
This was really not the topic I set out to write about today, so I apologize for my meandering thoughts. The point of my story was that this morning Steve let me sleep in a little bit and I was later coming downstairs to eat. I popped a bagel in and as I was eating, Evelyn as usual asked for a bite. I ripped her off a piece and leaned against the counter to continue eating. She looked at me for a moment, reached up and grabbed onto the counter just like I was and commenced to eat just like I was. It floored me. And, not that I had never realized this before, I suddenly became immensely aware of exactly how important it is to be a good parent.
Further proof came later this morning when we had to stop suddenly in the car and faced a long line of traffic and I said, "crap!" "CRAP! FUNNY!" came the little voice from the backseat. And with that we officially entered the stage of having to watch what we say from now on.
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