If you've ever chased/carried/dragged a 35-pound child through an aquarium for two hours then you probably understand why I can hardly lift my arms right now. Add a few hours of DC driving into the equation, and I'm basically a worthless blob of Jell-O sprawled on the couch at the moment. Jack, meanwhile, recharged his batteries with a one-hour nap on the way home and is in full up tower-building mode.
|Yes, that IS Finding Nemo in the background. Don't judge.|