No Sleep 'Til Brooklyn...er, Fall

After our outing at the Fells, we headed to the park to expend even more energy.
I was hoping that by being super-active today, maybe Bruce would actually go to sleep at bedtime. This Daylight Saving Time thing really messed him up. He lays in his bed and comes up with all kinds of problems: he needs a drink of water, he needs to go pee/poop, he needs a tissue, etc.
Bruce even saw one of his buddies from church at the park. They raced down the slides a few times and then played tag.
But this theory of energy expenditure and bedtime hasn't panned out. It's almost two hours past bedtime right now and he's still kicking his legs on his mattress.