Yesterday and last night were rough. The boys, though just being boys, were making a lot of noise all day yesterday. By the end of the day, I was feeling very frazzled. Like the inside of my brain was trying to come outside. It didn't hurt, just made me jumpy as hell, and wanting to hide.
Than this morning they're doing much the same. I never realized how loud blocks can be until they're in the hands of a two year old.