Chat with MLC: Zach Burton
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Monday, November 3, 2008
Time change confusion
The time change is always a big deal in our house every year. Steve is grumpy because the days are shorter. The cat is freaking out in the morning because she can't figure out why the house is still so quiet and no one is feeding her even though yesterday at the same time it was full of activity. This usually results in a lot of jumping on the bed and sniffing faces and meowing which makes Steve even grumpier. There was an unusual bit of confusion last night though. The three of us took our motorcycles for a ride to Lake to hang something at the library and then we went to supper in Forest at the Mexican restaurant. Naturally, it got dark while we were there since the time had changed the night before. The ride home was a bit chillier than we expected as a result of that as well. When we got home it was around 6 and Spencer announced that he was going to bed. I assumed it was to warm up. Well, lo and behold he was ready for bed! I talked him into getting up and taking a shower. Then Steve went in and said prayers with him. He was giving me this look that said "Are you going to tell him?" I was giving him a look that said "I will kill you and cut your body into small pieces and feed it to the dogs if you say one word." (You know that look. All mothers have it.) Well after that, Steve went out to the shop and Spencer did a couple more bed preparation things such as get his cat and a drink, etc. (You have no idea how many things he has to do to get ready for bed. That was part of where the look came from.) Then as he was rounding the hallway to head to his room after having said final good nights he stopped and looked at me and said "What time is it?" My shoulders dropped at this point and I was probably only about 5' 5" at that moment. I couldn't lie and say something cute like "Bedtime" as I would have when he was 3 or 4. I had to tell the truth. He can read and tell time now. With a huge sigh I said "7:20" to which he responded "Well I still have an hour and ten minutes then." And that's all I've got to say about that.
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I can relate to lots of things you wrote, but I think that look you described especially rings true. I have seen that a few times in my life, even though I am sure I never deserved it.
i think i may have given dave that look before.
hey, i never heard how the guys did while you were away. i guess they survived.
If you gave Dave that look, I'm sure he deserved it. And the guys were fine. There was even a casserole left in the freezer to eat when I got home. Amazing!
Time change is a funny thing - there was no school today and I was letting the boys stay up -
next thing I knew Caleb had put himself to bed. He said goodnight but really - who would think that he would actually go?! I went upstairs and he was all tucked in bed asleep with the light on! Connor, however, had to be hit on the head with a skillet at 10 to go to bed!
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