Parents night out has become parents night in at my house. My husband and I set aside an hour for each other after Noah is asleep. We sit at the kitchen table and talk. We open a bottle of wine and a tub of ice cream. We watch a movie. We don't have to pay a sitter and then worry about how well she and Noah are getting along. We don't have to find the most romantic restaurant in town. Things often come up, but it doesn't matter. There is always tomorrow night.