The kids are hyper, excited and happy because we are going on holiday tomorrow.
Of course, this is occasionally slipping into screaming fits of self-hate and acts of extreme paranoia.
You know, like children do when they're happy about something.
Meanwhile Husband and I are trying to get the house straight before we go and get up-to-date with the washing and ironing, whilst not losing our minds.
I wish it would stop raining.