Pyrate.

Nearly as important as putting Peanut in her carseat is the matter of bedtime.

There can  be no negotating with tyrants, particularly in this matter.  When
Mommy and Daddy say it's bedtime (and it should be bedtime at the same time
every night, with the very fewest [or better yet, no] exceptions), it's
bedtime. In her age bracket, I would say this is 7:30, maybe 8 PM.

She goes into her room, you do whatever 2 minute lights out/taps/deity
worship ceremonies you do in your household, and her ass is in bed.  That is
all. Over. These proceedings are closed. No extra stories, no lie down with
me daddy. And you and Frau Pyrate have the evening to yourselves.

No horseshit about how you (or Mrs. P) had to work late, or were off with the
froggies for 2 months.  Bedtime is bedtime.

Iron Bedtimer

PS--  Behold, a good doctrine has been given unto you.  Forsake it not.

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