It used to be so wonderful. An extra hour.
Olive woke up at her usual time, without regard for the clock. She raced full speed all day.
By the end of the day, we were struggling to keep up ... and to keep her up until her standard bedtime.
So that maybe, just maybe, her standard waking time will coincide with a more appealing hour of the morning.
Who knew that one little hour could make such a difference?!
shearing/sharing the sheep
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