He just asked me and I said no. I said I’m fed up with the kids. They bicker, fight, tattle. I know it’s only going to get worse. Oh man.
He came home early and we were gonna go to Costco together but it’s 6pm. By the time we eat, drag kids out, shower and do the “night” routine it will be late. I said I don’t think it’s a good idea.
He huffed and puffed and ate his dinner and left for Costco.
Kids got to play, he got to read to the kids, recap, and kids in bed by 8pm.