A couple of nights ago, George and I stayed up past 1 in the morning, just talking. We got shushed by the kids several times. The next day, when they complained that we kept them up all night long, I told them, "I hope the two of you marry someone that you want to stay up and talk to all night long, even after eleven years of marriage."
We should all be so lucky. Here's to many more years of late night conversations.