All is well with the world

I've gotta say...the very best time of day is that moment when both boys have been put to bed, all toys have been shoveled up from one end of the house to the other, the dishes are done, and I can just sit down and enjoy the quiet. During the day there is a certain volume level that is maintained by one or both of the boys. It's like they know when to pass the torch to each other, competing who can make the better noise. Ahh, precious silence, how I hold you dear to my heart.