Children, can I die from the questionable height of the incomplete twenty years of family life with a haubice?

You can and need to entertain each other, however, over time it also acquires a "planned" character: well, it is not so easy to take, explode and drive for a weekend to the neighboring city, and even a good concert tonight is increasingly stumbling into the need to stay at work, urgently finish the house, a parental meeting with the elderly, a control homework with the younger, and other little things in life.

That does not abolish the option on Saturday, when children are in school, sit down to watch the movie, "in the kitchen for evening tea to discuss a recently read book, and other spontaneous joys of life. You just don’t need to perceive them as an obligation, and more so do not need to perceive your desire to arrange for your spouse entertainment as his/her obligation to immediately support this entertainment with all the dust and heat, separating yourself from all other things. After all, you are both adults.

This is a small child if he brought you a rain worm from the street with the words "it's you, daddy" - you need to rejoice, admire and, separated from all other things, engage with a small arrangement of his living space. An adult should understand the phrase "sorry, I’m really very busy" (especially if I’m really busy).