Daylight savings ends ... no sleep

So I'm up at 5:15 Monday morning, the morning after we turn our clocks back. Why?, you might ask. Well, if you;re asking then I'm going to assume you don't have children.

At 5:15, Nathaniel is certain it's 6:15. He swears it, his body swears it ... and so he wants to know why Mommy and Daddy refuse to respond immediately to him. Eventually (within a couple of minutes), I give in to his protests ... and he immediately moves into the regular daily routine (where's breakfast, dad? It's 7 a.m. ....... no Nathaniel, it's only 6 ....... as usual, he wins).

How do you deal with this kind of stuff? I guess he'll slowly adjust, but the early waking will likely go on for another couple of days. On the positive side, he was absolutely ready to go to sleep at 7 p.m. last night, practically jumping into my arms to be placed in his crib.

In other news: This appears to be my 250th blog post; sorry for the delay since my last post; Nathaniel had another ear infection since my last post, but it's gone away after the traditional gross discharge; we're planning on taking a good long drive to Pittsburgh for Thanksgiving, so that should be interesting with an almost-2-year-old in the car.