Storytelling time
The long day was winding down towards the usual predictable close. It was 9PM. My wife and I sat back to watch the first of many episodes of a chosen series for the evening. Soon, it was midnight. We were contemplating whether to watch one more or hit the bed. We eventually ended up watching two more and went to bed. It was 2 AM. We got up late the next morning, went to work at a relaxed pace and got back from work late. Nothing felt out of sorts. Fast forward life by a couple of years. The long day was winding down towards the usual predictable close. My wife and I were scrambling to put the kids to sleep. It was already 8PM. The whole bed time routine is pretty mind-boggling. Akhil would brush his teeth, which means I'd have to brush my teeth as well. Even before he gets to the sink, he would say, "Appa, Brusss". I would do the mandatory correction. "Akhil, it's not brusss, it's brushhhh...