I'm thinking, it's definitely his turn to put them to bed, but I don't know if I can stand it. He's up there now, shouting.
Of course, the kids are shouting too and crying and arguing in an atmosphere which is not ideal for bedtime.
Why does it always have to be this way?
We had such a lovely calm week last week when he was in London and I swear bevaiour improved dramatically.
I've suggested he take the Supernanny approach and told him it works for me, but he has this notion that kids need to be 'scared' of their parents. (Too scared to misbehave)
How many more years will it take him to realise it's not working?
And how can I stop myself from arguing with him for messing up all my hard work?