After dinner every night, my husband takes the kids into the living room to play. I clean up the kitchen and have a few minutes where I can actually hear my own thoughts (yay!) and they get the one on one time that they have been wanting since he had to leave for work in the morning. Most often, he sits down to play the piano and pulls our littlest into his lap. She is never more happy than sitting in his lap at the piano. It melts me.