My Family Fights A Lot [in reverse]

My family fights a lot. Thankfully, it comes in the form of Pit and living room wrestling. Tonight was one of those nights which, after dinner, no one wants to get up. But we do. And then we stand around the kitchen, not wanting to leave. So we sit down again at the table and play again. When mom decides its about time for bed, we reluctantly agree. And then play one more round. After that, mom decides that we really must go to bed, so we all go into the living room, pretending to be heading to get in our pajamas. I never know how it happens, but someone tackles daddy, and he tackles back and eventually everyone is one big rolling mass on the floor. Mama rolls her eyes and life is wonderful.