The Mr is at a meeting this evening. About 2 seconds after he walked out the door Tiny ran gleefully toward me (I was laying on the sofa) and thwacked his hard little head into the bridge of my nose with as much force as a 25 pound child is capable of exerting.
He now has a bridge-of-my-nose-shaped bruise above his right eye and I have a headache so intense I took some of the mammoth ibuprofen I have left over from bearing him.
Now, how to make myself work under the circumstances.
I've got an elephant to build.