I NEED A DRINK.
I have been surrounded by kids, and not just my own, since Thursday afternoon. All boys. All leave the toilet seat and piss all over the toilet and floor rather than aiming INTO the toilet bowl boys. I'll have to start throwing cheerios in - give them something to aim for.
And the phone keeps ringing and I look at the caller ID and I see it's the same parents, calling over and over, just TRYING to bring their boys over again. STOP. Take mine for once!
I've stopped answering the phone.
They are loud, they break things, they GO INTO MY ROOM, they make messes - they are driving me insane.
And Paul is in New Brunswick at a make-his-mother-happy surprise birthday party until Monday.