A barrel or a living room full of monkeys

You know how sometimes you think you’re so tired you can’t even move? Yeah, I’m more tired than that.

This is what my living room looked like last night.

I spent the better part of my evening helping four little girls achieve a look that would make people in New Orleans say, “Well, that seems a little excessive”, until I finally decided to hide in my room and hope they didn’t dismantle the house piece by piece.

Finally around midnight I found myself in a bit of an ethical dilemma wondering if it would be wrong to give a healthy dose of Benadryl to other people’s children.

Oh I’m just joking.

Kind of.