If you ever thought getting yourself up and used to Daylight Savings was hard, wait till you have school-aged children. When mine were younger, my husband and I thought we’d get ahead of the game. At around 4 pm, we would reset all the clocks by an hour. (Tip: Do it when they aren’t paying attention.) Dinner time was a little bit sooner with the change, but all the kids knew was that they were hungry, and dinner was ready.
The suspicion and complaining didn’t start creeping in until bath time. “It’s still light out. Why are we bathing now?!” The whining steadily increased as bedtime loomed closer. By 7:30 pm, the whining was at Defcon 5. After a few light threats and, yes, even some bribing, the kids were in bed. Whew!
Inevitably, Monday morning would arrive. Despite having sent them to bed earlier, they would lay there like zombies. Sleep still securely encrusted their eyes and their eyebrows moved up and down in an attempt to open their cemented lids—the struggle was real. Then began the murmuring, fake crying, and the rather entertaining tantrum like spasms. Finally, they would slump onto the floor and with one eye successfully opened, pierce me with a scowl. With an exasperated breath, only one thought came to my mind, “Who thought this was a good idea?”
One of those years I actually did look into it. Back in 1895, George Vernon Hudson from New Zealand proposed the modern version of daylight saving. His idea grew and rumor has it, makers of grills realized they sold even more grills when there was more daylight for people to BBQ. So, between George’s great idea and all the grill lobbyists in Washington ensuring the longevity of this modern day evil, the story always ends with me standing over my children as they give me the evil eye.
Spring forward is just a few days away and I am already scheming as to how it will go this year. Honestly, not much has changed. My teeners haven’t paid much attention to the calendar, and me, being the coward that I am, won’t be mentioning it. I think I’ll just go back to my old plan of fast forwarding those clocks when they aren’t looking and continue to blame George.
Contributed by Angelica Mecham