The little dude, like many infants, is pretty darned cranky in the evenings. From the hours of 5:30 pm until jammie time at 7:30 it is all the Hub and I can do to keep him from perma -wailing. One of the distraction tactics that we have found is the moonlight/headlamp neighborhood ramble. The little spud is stunned to silence by the moon moving behind the tree branches. Generally very popular and efficacious.
Another tactic that we have used with some success is the evening bath. What's not to enjoy, what with the nakedness and partial immersion? (And the toes, did I mention the toes?) Unfortunately, I tired to milk this activity past the point of no return the other evening and ended up with a little dish I like to call "Baby Swimming in Poo Stew". I do not recommend it. And I just have to say that it brings a whole new meaning to the concept of Brownian Motion.
So if you see us out wandering around the neighborhood in the dark some evening, that is why. We have sworn off those crazy things called baths.