No I am not actually hungover. But last night PVT and I felt like we had been run over eight times by a Hummer Limo: dealing with 5 kids all weekend and their various soccer games, birthday parties, and activities is enough to make even a seasoned marathoner want to roll up in the fetal position and whimper for a while.
Well, that's what I'm telling myself, anyway. It is also possible we are just getting OLD.
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