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When the Kids Go to Bed

I wish I could say that when Chris gets home from work, the house is quietly anticipating his happy arrival. I wish I could say that we are all clean and pretty and ready to shower him in kisses when he walks in the house. The truth is that when Chris gets home, both dogs are barking to be fed, Bean is usually cranky because he’s hungry for dinner, Gracie is sleeping through it all, and I am frantically trying to find something to make for dinner because I’ve forgotten to lay out the meat to thaw.

But Chris doesn’t miss a beat. He comes in, kisses everyone hello (even sleeping Gracie), rolls up his sleeves, and starts helping out. It’s pretty awesome and I’m a lucky, lucky wife. Over the commotion of dinner and bath time, Chris tells me about his day and I tell him snippets of mine. He tells me about funny emails he’s gotten and I tell him about Bean unraveling the entire roll of toilet paper into the toilet and then pulling it all out and dragging the wet mess into his bed for some reason. He tells me about what’s happening at work and I tell him about Gracie smiling at me today.

And then, bliss. Or rather, bedtime.

Bean goes to bed around 7:30 or 8:00 and, while I love that guy, the quiet that falls on the house when he heads off to bed is welcomed after a long day. When Bean goes to bed, that’s when Chris and I really connect. That’s when we sit quietly together with glasses of wine and contemplate how meaningful our life is. That’s when we sit for hours and gaze loving into each others eyes.

Or, it’s a time when we pick our noses with Bean’s toy hand grabber.

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Please ignore my teenage pimply skin. I blame Gracie.

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Yep. When the kids go to bed, Chris and I really dive deep into our relationship and examine who are are as people.

And what we discover scares us.  Like, Chris prefers 2 liters of Coke and I prefer cans of Diet Coke.  HOW WILL OUR MARRIAGE EVER LAST?!?!

So, instead of thinking any deeper, we go back to playing with Bean’s toys.

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It’s just better that way.

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