Our Life Has Gone to the Dogs

My plate is full. I haven't been sleeping very much trying to get work, school and domestic duties taken care of. Add to that a kamikazee 4 year old who has managed to crash head first into large wooden furniture in two seperate incidents causing a major lump on his forehead and a large welt on the top of his nose. Major panic, blood curdling screams, drama. Add to that the dog hair that is everywhere now. And I do mean everywhere.