Usually by 8 pm, my ability to be a mom has expired. I need a good 3 hours on couch to pretend to work, watch tv, sleep and have a glass of ice water that I don't have to share with anyone. Except Pete, but he's good about not backwashing and getting refills. Lately, they like to read together. And it's hard not to like them when they do this:
However, 12 hours later, this is even better.