A few weeks ago I was thinking about all the stuff I do around the house and especially what I do for the kids. (I was probably having a mini pity party.) I realized that I have to get the kids up and out the door 6 days a week by myself. I mentioned this (complained) to Mickey. I told him I didn't think it was fair that I had to do that and I still had to put them to bed every other night. He agreed with me and now he's putting the kids to bed 6 nights a week by himself.
I love it! After prayer and hugs and kisses I can disappear into the office or where ever and do whatever I want. Life is a little less stressful at night. The only thing that could make it better is if I had a big tub to soak in.