Ish and I have a new nightly routine. When we get home from grandma's house Ish plays for a bit while I do a few chores to get us ready for the night. Then we "sit sit" together on the chair-and-a-half that Ish believes is mine and mine alone - we watch Toy Story for the bazillionth time and we have a little snack.
Ish prefers snacks of the grape variety.
So we sit for a while, watch Woody save Buzz, then Buzz save Woody, and Ish gets sleepier and sleepier...
Then he gets this look on his face - the face of complete out-of-his-mind-tired (though he'll deny it if asked).
So then we go upstairs, take a quick bath and it's off to beddie-bye for young Ish. And then I get to come back downstairs, sit in my chair-and-a-half all alone and watch something - anything really - that doesn't have Tom Hanks or Tim Allen in it.