Too early. I realized how ridiculously early it was when the little frog and ladybug on my iGoogle home page were still asleep in their sleeping bags under the full moon. I have seen the frog and ladybug by the campfire, having squirt gun fights, and playing on a slip and slide, but never EVER have they been asleep.
Amos has started a new habit of going to bed for the night at 4 p.m. It started innocently enough, we put him down for a nap and realized as we were getting ready for bed that he never woke up. He slept until 4 a.m. that night. Don't get me wrong, 12 hours is not bad, but the specific 12 hours were very bad. I was in no mood to be up for the day at 4 a.m. This happened 3 nights in a row. Last night, I'd had enough. I forced him to stay awake until 7:00 p.m. It wasn't pretty. There was much fussiness involved. He slept until 6:00 a.m. this morning! I considered it a huge victory. Until I saw the frog and ladybug that is.
Amos, wide awake, at 6:00 a.m.: