Waiting for the Train

It's 6.30PM and both my kids are in bed.  (What?  They get up at 6AM, so 6.30PM is a perfectly FINE bedtime oh ye modern world that currently lets small children stay up til 10PM).  Anyway,  Husband caught the 5.35 from DC to Baltimore, as he usually does.  It should get him home by 7.  Winton is in his crib screaming "Daddy Kiss":  utterly inconsolable.   It's going to be a long half hour.