Getting 2 young boys to bed most nights is like trying to sweep up on a windy day, you feel like you’re chasing about trying to make something happen against the will of higher beings.

And then you have nights like last night that make up for all those others: following instructions without threats; only having to ask 4 or 5 times; interesting conversation and some unprompted affection.

Oh fatherhood, how amazing a ride it is.