Oh wait, what? That's not the alarm? Ohhhhhh.... right - it's Elliot. It's 4:15 a.m. OF COURSE he's wanting to get up right now this second!
I tried to get him to go back to nigh-night like the rest of the state but he wasn't having it. Fred tried and he got even more upset. Finally at 5:15 a.m. or so I got up with him. He wanted a "nack" and then some "joos" and then proceeded to play with EVERY loud toy he has, throw balls at me and stack books on me.
I was curled up on the couch under a blanket occasionally mumbling "mm-humm" when it sounded like he was asking a question trying to pretend this wasn't actually happening. Then - the little turd slept the entire drive into daycare this morning. Life is so unfair.