I love it that the sun is rising earlier every day. Unfortunately I am used to getting to work when it's still dark so now every day I think I'm late for work. It sucks being super stressed out about being late when I'm not even late.
Except today. It was really light when I got to work and I really was late. It's Henry's fault. He was still snoring at 6:15 and the first thing he said when I woke him up was, "Dexter the digger wants to dig ice." which meant he had to play on the floor with his digger and a plate and bowl full of ice cubes. Getting him out the door on time was not in his plans. I had to let him play though because yesterday morning I had cleaned out the ice cube tray and thrown out all of the old ice. We used up all the ice last night before he was done playing so I had promised him there would be more in the morning.
Of course my kid wants to play with ice cubes during the coldest, snowiest winter of his life.
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