I used to go out with my boys till it got uncool to play with mom. One day after a verrry long day at work and digging out of the snow early morning, my kids were outside playing throwing snowballs. They hit me when I got out of the car. I was so mad I threw some back at them. I was rejuvenated. Was 9:00 at night by the time we got back into the house. Threw couple pizzas in the oven and talked until we went to bed almost midnight. One of the best nights of my life. The TV never saw the on switch. My DGDs saw me throwing snowballs at their dads also, they got in on the fun.