“Mama, let’s go outside to see the stars!” My hopeful four-year-old smiled eagerly at me as he padded over in his footie pajamas, hopeful for a last-minute reprieve from bedtime.
“Not tonight, sweetie,” I said, “we’ve already read your books and tucked you in. I’ll be back to snuggle you in a moment.” I smiled as I tucked in my six-year-old, tousled his blond hair, and gave him an extra hug. I knew that they just wanted to stay up a little later, but with daylight savings time starting tonight, I had to be the parent and say no. Read more >