Bad news bear!

Someone is ruining my bed right now. He's jumping all over it, causing severe bruising to a certain someone's shins, without a care in the world. This certain someone is not amused.

Normally, The Little Man is pretty good when he's in my room. I have things in here that he shouldn't be touching, and he knows that, so he doesn't. Today, all those rules are out the window, apparently. He's been messing with the coupons I've clipped, my Turbo Tax software, magazines and mail I've yet to read, and, well, pretty much anything he finds. He's been in the bathroom, turning the water on and off, filling up the sink, putting random items into it. He's been "reorganizing" the toiletries in there. He's been playing with the toilet paper. He's been...

driving his mother nuts.

I know that he wants to be entertained (all the time), but there are times when Mommy doesn't want to entertain The Little Man. Or anyone else. This is one of them.

*Sigh.*

Is it time for Daddy to come home yet?