Sweet Side of Daylight Savings

The Fall Daylight savings used to be a glorious day.  One extra hour... extra zzzz's... extra laziness... extra snuggles in a cozy bed...

That no longer is true.

In fact, Daylight savings this year was a curse.  Missed naps, early morning wake-ups, over tiredness, cries, clingy, our first tantrum...  I'm hoping and praying today we are back on schedule.  

All of us.

However, last night was pretty sweet when I came up from downstairs since my body wasn't ready for sleep.  I could totally blame this on daylight savings but instead I'll blame it on baby. I go into our bedroom and find Steve missing but see Rylee's door is still open.  So I peek inside and find this:

Reluctantly I go and wake him up knowing he'll wake up with a headache otherwise and stiff back.  Twin beds aren't made for 6'2" 200 pounders. I leave not wanting to make more noise only to realize after my nightly "get ready for bed" routine that he hasn't returned from Rylee's room.  So I peek in again...

I guess, daylight savings and a full Monday took a toll on him too.