I'm hiding from my children...

One is insisting loudly that Quiet Time, that sacred bit of time where I can relax do chores, is over.

No! It can't be over yet! I haven't even finished unloading the groceries from the car, which had to wait until two children were fed and bathed and dressed and hugged and put down for Quiet Time or Nap Time, depending upon which child we're talking about.

The other is shrieking sobbing uncontrollably if he's not attached to my breasts. 

You're fine! You're clean and dry and burped and fed! I just need TEN MINUTES to regroup. 

I think it's time for a brief walk in the backyard, before I start shrieking as well.

Then I'll go get the kids and thank my lucky stars that I even have this "problem" today.