Spring forward

The scene in our family room at 7:45pm, after a bath and before the bedtime bottle:


Bedtime? What bedtime?





I was a little concerned that losing an hour in our day was going to throw Brigid's sleep schedule for a loop. Apparently, we were blessed with a pretty easy going baby when it comes to schedules, because she went to sleep just like she normally does at the 'new' 8pm time slot.

And now that I've acknowledged how relatively easy she is to get to sleep, I've probably just screwed us going forward. When she's awake at 10-11pm later this week, I'll know that she always knows just what I'm thinking. And I'll be scared.