So, I think my son's little bro is now old enough that having his parents away for a three-day weekend isn't really working for him any more. He has asked for them a lot, today, and I keep having to tell him "Tomorrow." "Mama tomorrow; papa tomorrow."
He's a bit of a terror when he wants to be. I told him earlier it was time for his nap and he threw his things in all direction, ran into the playroom, and pulled down a stack of blocks. He wriggle like and octopus when I picked him up, but as soon as I got him in his room and sat down to rock him down, he chilled right out and took a 3 hour nap.
Right now, he is rearranging the bookshelf and watching Elmo and friends.
For myself, I've had a low-grade headache and cough all day. There is no caffeine in this house, a full dishwasher that I don't know how to run, and I'm running low on patience. My son is milking his cold for all that he can. He's feeling better, but is staying in bed with his laptop and helping not at all. At least he's keeping out of the way. :)