Tamar goes dancing every Thursday night.
She usually puts the kids to bed and leaves around 8pm. Around 7.30, when baths are done, I head down to the "Man Cave."
Generally, I take a break, run upstairs, listen for crying and then head back down to the basement (we have an intercom, but I don't always turn it on).
Tonight, I was quite engrossed in a number of things down in the "Man Cave" and before you know it, Tamar gets back (around 11.20.)
"Any problems with the kids?"
"Uh, what's worse," I asked, "negligence or dishonesty?"
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