DS is 11 and brilliant company. I love him to bits. But in the evening after a long day I maybe want to chill out and watch something on TV or Netflix, and there's loads I'd like to watch but which I don't want him to see. Once he goes to bed (9-10pm depending on holidays/school etc) it's too late for me to start watching anything, I need my bed! I'm sure I should relish every moment but tbh sometimes it was nice when they went to bed at 7.30pm although the little buggers never stayed there for more than a couple of hours