The thing that bugs me the most? When people without kids say, “But you got that whole extra hour of sleep on Sunday!” As if.
What really happened: my children woke up at their USUAL TIME, except hey! it’s really AN HOUR EARLY! And now it’s FIVE A.M. and we’re having a party in mom’s bed! Whoo-hoo! Hey, Mom? Hey, Mom? Hey, Moooooooooom?? And there is something in me that simply will not permit myself to plug my children in front of the television at five o’clock in the morning as if it’s totally OK. Can’t do it. And yet: they wouldn’t go back to bed, either. And now we’re all suffering from on-going sleep deprivation, with zero benefits, as far as I can tell.
That dude in the video, the one who came up with the idea?* I don’t think he was the primary care-giver to his children. Because if he was, this time-change experiment would have lasted a single year and then have been forgotten.
I’m still recovering. Excuse me while I pout. Le sigh.
*Did anyone else grow up thinking it was Ben Franklin who invented Daylight Savings Time? Anyone have a good link on that, because I was sure that’s what they told me in third grade. Of course, I was probably sleep-deprived then, too.