I think I get mixed grades on parenting this evening. One the one hand, I took them out to dinner, I let them have dessert, and I didn't make the two older ones practice their instruments (and I never actually checked the youngest's homework).
On the other hand, we spent 45 minutes or more all curled up on the sofa listening to classical music. It started with a discussion about the marching band show for next year, which is all Aaron Copeland music. That led to "who's Aaron Copland" from Rachel, so we had to actually turn on the CD player, listen, and then that led to an exploration of neighboring CD's (we have one of those big changer things), including several Copeland pieces, Grofe's "Grand Canyon Suite", and Prokofiev's "Peter and the Wolf," which William and I listened to all of. And after they had all wandered off, I put on Vivaldi's "The Four Seasons", which closed up the evening quite nicely.
I think it rather balances out, don't you?