Golden hour is beautiful. It is also, for a parent, mostly theoretical. Where I live, in December, the light is doing its golden thing at around two in the afternoon, while the kids are at school. In June the sun is still going at eleven at night, so golden hour arrives about four hours after bedtime. Between those two extremes it lands during the school run, dinner, or homework. Wherever you live, some version of this is true. The best light of the day arrives at a time your family is busy. If golden hour is the only light you consider worth shooting, you will take almost no photographs of your children. The light that is actually available to you is window light. It is there every single day, it does not care about the season, and it is soft enough to be forgiving. Morning at the breakfast table. Mid afternoon on the living room floor. The bathroom window during bath time. Learn to see the light in your own house at the times your family is actually in it, and you will shoot fifty times more than the person waiting for the perfect evening. Use golden hour when it turns up. Do not organise your life around it.