These are the worst hours of the day, because these are the hours of the day when the children are the crankiest, especially when they haven't had their nap.
Right now, they are screaming about trains, whining about everything and clinging to me to intervene, but I refuse, because then they will only move on to something else to scream, whine, cling or cry about.
So if you'll excuse me,
amidst the noise of crying, screaming, whining, pleading and clinging
I am going to have a nice glass of wine, and pretend I am somewhere else.