So. Things I learned about myself whilst I had the brood last week.

Thought: "Parenting" little children is like riding a bike. You don't forget.
Truth: Ha. So not true. Actually, last time I was on a bike I crashed and hurt myself. A week of young children left a few bumps and bruises, too.

Truth: If you like being a zombie, sure. Slow motion growling sound side effect.
Thought: Four dogs is as easy as two, and how involved can kids be, they all wipe themselves?
Truth: Two skid-marked underpants found in odd places, one in a dog's mouth. Nuff said!
Thought: When things are real quiet sit back and relax, they are probably reading nicely.
Truth: Definitely NOT the above statement. Not at all.