Oyyyyy. Tonight was the night to throw the boys in the shower, and DH said, "Just wait, we'll do it when I come back from my walk." Well, I wanted to kick off the dishwasher and a load of laundry, so I went ahead with the showers.
Both boys were just nuts, totally uncooperative and that crazy-giggly-obnoxious like when they're overtired, you know? OMG, I just wanted to smack 'em! Finally got DS8 into the shower, and turned around, DS4 was sliding off the end of my (tall) bed... headfirst. He slid, landed CLUNK! on the top of his head, and his body just crumpled down. He giggled hysterically, and went to do it again. I threatened him that if he did it again, he was going to bed! Oyyyyy...
DH got home once I tossed DS4 into the shower, so I left them alone (so I didn't thrash the little brat!) They just got on my last nerve tonight, WOW.