Daddy disrupts routines.
His presence around the house for spring break caused such odd happenings as: no morning nap, a wide-awake baby at 6 o’clock in the morning, a wide-awake baby at 9 o’clock at night and random bursts of giggling. For two weeks there seemed to be practically no routines in our life. We all just woke up together and went to bed together and hung out in between.
But, as I was taking this picture last night, I realized that we really do have a routine-oriented life. We are oriented to the sun. Just after I snapped this frame, the sun dipped low enough that Robin and Ellie Jo were no longer quite so backlit. That light change triggered my, “Ok, it’s just about dinner time” internal alarm. Sunset means that it is somewhere between 6:15-6:45 (depending on the season).
Sunrise happens around 6. We’ve noticed that a cloudy morning puts us all out of whack because we’re so used to the bright sunlight filling our room. Everybody tends to sleep later on a cloudy, rainy morning.
So, while we might not have much routine throughout the day, I feel like our days are regulated by nice sunrise/sunset bookends.