My back aches from lugging around hockey gear, backpacks full of homework, babies, dogs, groceries. My throat hurts from screaming. My jaw hurts from clenching it. My brain hurts from trying to outwit an 7 year old evil genious.
I had to stay away from the group of moms at hockey who were busy perusing travel magazines, because I might have inadvertently killed one of them. They were all able to sip coffee and read magazines while their extra child (they have 2 boys each) sat and nicely played with yu-gi-oh cards or something. Instead I plucked my boys off of the rafters about 9 times, said 'no' to various requests about 1500 times, lost a child or two about 7 times and chased Kira around for about 6 miles.
I'm losing it here.