Basically, I was beat. There is only so much "Hey! I am the boss around here!" that one person can holler before that person (me) needs some serious sleep.
It is at this moment that I notice an errant pen on my nightstand... accompanied by THIS-
From what I can gather, this is a picture of the sun (or a spider) and the letter A carved into the finish of my nightstand. I would have been a little less perturbed had it been the random scribblings of my almost-two year old. That would have been understandable- I shouldn't have left a pen out.
But my knows-better-practically-five year olds?! UNACCEPTABLE!
Let me tell you, it's hard to drift off to sleep when you're furious... and furniture is totally ruined.