I'm done. My son's birthday party was today. It went fairly smoothly but I am exhausted. I ended up just having a very small celebration with a couple of his friends at my house. I will be spending tonight recovering with some wine and Pinesol. It's days like today when I miss my dog. If he was still around, my kitchen floor would be spotless and he would have found a way to defy gravity and clean off my counters and table as well. Now, I actually have to clean them myself.
Suffice it to say, I have not had time to come up with anything witty or poignant today. My brain is in an icing-induced haze and, given my son's all-too-brief nap, I'm in for an interesting night. At this very moment, he is in his room in time-out. He's making high-pitched pleas and throwing things at the door. Anyone want to trade places with me?