That's what I wanted to say.
What I did say is "Go to your room!"
Spring break. Errands and shopping with ds7 in tow is pure hell.
I got home sanity somewhat intact and ds started the WHINING. My feet hurt. Ok go sit down than. But I'm tired. Then just go watch cartoons. But you said in the grocery store after I knocked over the cheese display no more tv. Oh right. Kid, look, go find something to do, I just have to put this stuff away.
I hear a dragging noise and kid saying "I don't like this arrangement...."
Go investigate and my 7 yr old has dragged a full sized couch about 5 feet across my effin hardwood floor and is trying to rearrange my damn furniture.
And that's when my tired, sweaty, frustrated self thought "ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME?"
But said "Go to your room. NOW."