Daylight Savings and Autism Do Not Mesh

There is no way in hell that whoever came up with Daylight Savings Time had a kid with autism. No way! 

Cody got a Talking Atomic Watch for Christmas and Don and I have been trying to set it ahead an hour without success. Don even broke out the instruction pamphlet and read it and everybody on this planet knows men would rather not have to read (or ask for) directions.

Do you realize what Cody's talking watch being incorrect means to those around him? It means that we have listened to Cody grunch and worry since early Sunday morning. (And yes, grunch is a word at our house.)

If we do not get the correct time on his watch by the end of the evening, I am going to take a hammer to it, order Cody a new one and have him keep popping Prilosec for his ulcer until it comes in the mail.




Now you all know how I feel about Daylight Savings Time...and Talking Atomic Watches.