I'm sitting here taking a couple deep breaths while my 5yo is stomping around yelling "HULK SMAAASSHHH", the almost 2yo is pouting and trailing along behind him saying "MAAAAX." and the 1yo is throwing herself on the floor for who knows what reason.
Oh. And I can't go to my parents to finish laundry because I have a flat tire. Completely flat. I have an appt to get it fixed at 515, and I have to go to the car shop down the street so they can pump it up so I can GET to the tire place. Oh yay. Now I'm getting hit with tiny Joker figurines and yelled at in jibberish.
Almost naptime. Almost naptime. So close. And then? Then I can shower.