I thought that I was being so smart.

Daylight savings time is coming to an end here in New Zealand.  I was already dreading the effect that turning the clock back 1 hour would have on Joe.  I envisioned him waking up at 4am, ready and raring to face the day.

No thanks.

I decided to be really super smart and start working on him, sneakily adjusting his routine by 15 minutes every day starting on Wednesday: instead of lunch at noon, it would be 12:15, then 12:30, then 12:45, and then finally, on Sunday, at 1pm.  Except it would be the end of DST, so it would be back to noon.  I did this with his morning naps, his lunch times, his afternoon naps, and his bed times.

So, so clever of me, right?

Except not really, because I got the end of Daylight Savings Time wrong.

I thought it ended last Sunday.

Nope.  It ends this Sunday.

Ugh.  Side effect of not working outside the house on a regular basis, I suppose.

Who’s the smart momma?  Not this momma!