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"Who cares about the stinkin' farmers?!"

Said by Little Chic when Brainy Boy was explaining why we have time changes in the spring and fall. It was a little glum around the kitchen table this morning--everybody really felt that lost hour.
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Twisted Cinderella said…
That is too funny! the things kids say! LOL
3/12/2007 2:05 PM
Mary Ellen said…
I happen to heartily agree with her!!!! I wish they would just pick one time and leave it alone all the time, I hate this time changing stuff...especially this one!
3/12/2007 2:34 PM
Unknown said…
Little Chick is too cute! I would have felt the same way at her age. Boy did I ever detest getting used to this time change when I was a kid. These days I look forward to this change and wish they would leave it alone for us to enjoy more light in the evenings year round.
3/13/2007 9:35 AM
Rochelle said…
I look forward to the spring time change every year & wish they would just leave it that way! In fact, so does my uncle...a farmer!
3/13/2007 9:58 AM
Truckin Teeds said…
I think we should "fall back" twice a year and not bother with "springing ahead". Then we night owls can have some daylight now and then! :)
3/13/2007 2:12 PM
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