parenting stops here??

It's nightime, time for our break....?
I received the text at 9:30pm last night while at work: "we have a surprise for you", I paused (they made dessert?, aww) kept reading, "his name is Fafa, and he's awake".
As compassion and respect guide our parenting, like the stars guide our nightwalking, Neil let Forest, who was ultra-tired, go to sleep at 5 o'clock- it just turned out not to be for the night. He was up at 8. They watched Dragon Tales together till I got home at 11 and then we watched Dragon Tales some more. We talked about our day and what we would do tomorrow- that no one in the house was going out to work tomorrow. That we could sleep in cuz we had all day to play...
7 am. "Everyone's home today!!" Was what I woke to. After a 12:30am or later bedtime with Forest, crawling up onto the other bed when Nature cried out cuz he had to wee, helping him wee again later after giving him his bottle twice, sleepwalking to the fridge to fill it...
I was a grump. "Let me sleep", I pleaded. Alas, sleep was not in the cards.
This is a usual scenario. And the fact is, our parenting does not stop. Not at night. Not in the morning. Not when working outside the home. Not when Forest pushes Nature again, again, again, even though we've asked him 3 times politely to stop and then yelled at him and we want to go off and be alone and quit parenting- but we are still parenting, composing ourselves and hoping in the next breath to be better, gentler, clearer, more effective...
Our parenting goes hand in hand with our perspective of feeding ourselves. Our quest does not stop for healthy, fresh, biodynamic, pesticide-free food. We will seek it out and provide it for ourselves...until our bodies, nourished and organic, return to the soil.
We will parent our children until they have their own self-containment and wisdom. Parenting, of children, I conclude, does not stop.