I’ve never done well with daylight savings time. Don’t get me wrong, I love the concept of falling back during the colder months and springing ahead as summer approaches. I just struggle with the adjustment.

This entire week, I’ll look at the clock thinking, “Well, the time is (blank) 0′clock, but really it’s more like…”

My kids have trouble adjusting too. They wake up too early and get cranky in the evenings following the time change. To get them in sync with the new schedule, I often make the mistake of keeping them up later. That never helps.

How about instead of falling behind one hour or jumping ahead one hour, we phase in the time change over a month. Keep adding or subtracting 15 minutes each week. Just a thought.

On another topic, did anyone else grossly overestimate the amount of trick-or-treaters this year? I figured there would be hundreds of little ghosts and ghouls roaming the streets. First, Halloween fell on a Saturday. The weather was also descent for this time of year.

To my surprise, the numbers actually seemed down. That just means more leftover candy for me.

By the way, that’s me dressed as Bret Michaels alongside Bubba, dressed as a “meat-eating” dinosaur. Peter is a 3-eyed alien creature, though his costume required a head piece that he pretty much refused to wear.

Finally, we’ve officially made the switch to 2 percent milk. Peter went in for his 2-year check-up last week. He received one vaccination along with a seasonal flu shot. He’s doing well.

As we were leaving, The Wife asked if Peter should still be on whole milk. Our pediatrician said it’s fine to make the switch to 2 percent now.

That’s helpful. I’ve been buying two different types of milk for roughly three years - 2 percent for the adults and whole milk for the boys. Now, we are a one-milk family.