I don’t love it, but I do enjoy the late day sunshine. Mornings are ugly now that I am once again getting up in the dark, but it won’t be for too much longer.

Teddy’s sleep was totally thrown off the first day, but he seems to have adjusted. And it’s nice that, after dinner, the three of us can head to the park before T’s 7 pm bed time.  When we’re not all sick, that is!

I LOVE daylight savings time!  I’m one of those people who starts to get a little loopy when it gets dark at 4:30pm.  I crave the end-of-day light and am more than happy to trade an hour of sleep each year for brighter evenings all spring and summer.  (I also sleep until 8am—thanks to a very understanding hubby who gets our daughter up, fed, dressed and drives her to school in the mornings so I can get an extra hour of sleep—so I’m oblivious to the early morning darkness.)  That said, it completely sneaked up on me this year and we walked into Mass during the kiss of peace on Sunday morning.  Ooops!  I gave up t.v. for Lent and didn’t realize we were supposed to set our clocks forward this past weekend.  We’re also having nice warm temps here and my 6-year-old is enjoying getting to run around our newly snow-free backyard in the afternoons after school.  Also, my 4-month-old has been sleeping ‘til 9am, though I didn’t put together why until I read your blog entry!  Hope I can enjoy the extra hour of sleep in the morning until he figures it out!

I don’t love the initial transition, but once I’m back on schedule I love having that extra hour of daylight.  It makes it feel earlier than it actually is.

I like it.  I never see the sun rise no matter what time of year, so I don’t miss the lack of light in the morning.  My 4 year old took 3 days to start waking up before 8am during this spring forward and my kindergarten didn’t seem to suffer too much at waking up an hour “early”—they went to bed like normal.  When I was childless I liked falling back, but I much prefer springing forward now.  With this crazy-nice March, we’re outside until 6pm and then eating dinner later and it all works out.

When I lived in Central Kentucky, I loved DST.  We were on the very edge of Eastern Time Zone, so our day-lit evenings were already much longer than they had been when we lived further east.  DST was like a gift. I didn’t have any kids yet, so I could get home from work a little late, like 7 pm, and still have an hour or even two to bike, go for walks, enjoy being outside.

It’s killing me and all my kids too.  Maybe by next week our internal clocks will catch up.  Kids are having a hard time getting to sleep and then are difficult to get up in morning.  I just feel sooooooo tired and am blaming it on time change!

I wish we could do away with DST forever.  I just don’t get it.  It doesn’t save electricity.  Farmers don’t like it.  Who exactly benefits from this?

DST first began to be used by Germany during World War I to economize on rationed good, especially coal. The Allies soon adopted the idea, too. Most countries never reverted back after the war.

LOVE! Love love puffy heart love! The switch to standard time in the fall always crushes a bit of my will to live—I am SAD-prone and those gloomy evenings get me down. I love this time of year.

Here in Indiana we didn’t have DST until a few years ago.  We just stayed the same all year and it was great!  I especially liked the summers when we would be on central time, but alas, they had to change the rules.  So now I’m back to heading to work in the dark. Perhaps I should move to AZ where they do not change their clocks.

DST was the brainchild of men who wanted to play golf after work.  I’m sure of it.  Hoosiers used to be smart enough to not fall for that “extra hour” trick.  But alas, we’ve succumbed.  Evidently now the golfers in the state outnumber the farmers , who work the same hours of the day no matter what the clock says. Jill is right.  No mother in her right mind would ever change the clocks.

I don’t like it!  I’m a morning person, and getting up in the dark is tough.  I’d like them to just pick ONE and stick with it.  I don’t even care which one.  Making the change either way messes me up for a week.

I love springing forward!  I’m not a morning person, so the longer it is dark in the morning, the longer the birds will be quiet for us. : ) 
  But I do love the extra light at the end of the day. I love that we can eat dinner, and still have some sunshine displaying the grids of the windows on our table.  In the summer, I love that we have time to take a family walk to the beach. 
    Falling back an hour is hard for me to take.  There is a bewitching hour for me, right between daylight, and complete dark, when I am a bear. And not a friendly bear, like Winnie the Pooh. I try to bypass the mood when that funky light descends, by running around the house and turning on all of the lights, and closing the shades.  Once it’s dark, I’m fine. But it getting dark, so early in the day, still makes me kind of grumpy. 
  Hmmm.  I should have talked about spring first, so I could end on a happier note. I’m thrilled it’s really almost spring!