I am amazed at how much my family can drag out bedtime. What is by far the most astonishing is that they worst offender of this is my HUSBAND. One would think that as one of the adults in the house he would be as excited about the kids' bedtimes as I seem to be every evening. Strangely, that is not the case. Perhaps it is because he is rarely, if ever, the one who has spent the entire day at home with them.
And to be honest, one of the reasons I so enjoy the kids' bedtime is the routine...the opportunity to all be together. It's just that tonight I had asked for him to take care of a few things with the kids and of course he decides to wait until bedtime. And in doing the things that I had asked it leads to other things that he realizes need to be done and it just keeps dragging on. I think it might just be his way to squeeze in a few more minutes with them each day, and I really can't blame him for that.
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