Monday, October 30

Fall back
Apparently Doodle didn't get the memo about Daylight Savings Time. How are you supposed to explain to a baby (or two cats who want you to get up and give them breakfast, for that matter) that your routine has suddenly changed by one hour? Doodle was so out of whack yesterday that he was exhausted by 6:30, despite our best attempts to keep him awake. And you know the old saying, early to bed, early to rise... well, he rose at FOUR. That's right, four a.m. Even if the clocks hadn't changed, which would mean that it was actually five a.m., this is a totally unacceptable wake-up time for our household. There's nothing on t.v., and I'm too tired to try and watch something that I've tivoed.

In other Doodle news, the little budding genius has added a new word to his vocab: ELMO. He still doesn't call me "mommy" in context, but he can identify his favorite red, furry annoying puppet.

So for those keeping score at home, here are the words Doodle can say at the proper time...

*mutters under breath*

1 comment:

Mensch71 said...

Doodle's clearly saving "Mommy" for the right moment. Like when it's 4 a.m. and you haven't slept more than 5 consecutive hours in a month and you're wearing clothes that you pulled out of the laundry basket, sniffed and said "it's not too bad. Where's the Febreeze?"