We have been crossing time zones, both ways and have recently adjusted for daylight's savings. We have an alarm clock in the back that Jillian likes to play with. We have an inexpensive wall clock that is supposed to adjust automatically but only does so when it feels the need and not necessarily to the accurate local time.
I'm just saying: in my defense.
After an evening of stars and campfires we turned in early.
I had already been lying awake when the kids started stirring and debating their morning itinerary, Robb rolled over and croaked, "it's too early, go back to sleep." Well it didn't feel early and I consulted the the alarm clock and saw that it was already 8. He disagreed. I went and checked the wall clock and confirmed, it was indeed 8am; a perfectly legitimate time to rise!
Jamie, who loves sunrises as much as I do, and her always willing assistant got robes and socks on and went out to photograph the dessert sunrise. They were so cute out there that Robb had to go get a couple shots of them. After adding hats, mittens and warm pumpkin tea we had ourselves a very magical morning.
It wasn't until much later in the day when I was on the phone I noticed that the two clocks I had referenced earlier has conspired to support our early morning party. Turns out we had actually gotten up at 6 am.Oh.
Thank goodness for siestas!
Little sleeping beauty joined me at the window after a while. Totally worth it.
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