Tygh and I have often have weird work schedules. From call hours to shift changes, our schedules are rarely 8-5pm. Which means the 2-kid dinner rush is sometimes endured as a single parent.
I can't complain too much because neither of us travels significantly for work or is gone more than a night or two per week, so we always more than manage. But still, after a long day, getting through the witching hour alone is enough to make me want to pour bowls of cereal for everyone and call it good (I've only done that a few times, I swear).Read More