And for whatever reason. This Texas headache is worse than any I've had in a long time. So tonight when I got Aaron out of the tub and in his pajamas, I was stupid enough to put him down and think that in 1 hour my life would be all about the TV and the sounds of the dishwasher working its magic. I thought that for all of 2 seconds because before I could even get to the thoughts of the lovely snack that I would enjoy while watching my show, I heard a "THUNK" and then screams of rage. UGH. This is what I saw:

The 4 year old is banished to his room until tomorrow morning since he thought it would be funny to pull his brother into the water while clothed head first.
The baby is screaming his head off, mad as a hornet since he was dunked on top of cutting molars and all other number of things that kept him from napping today.
Did I mention that I have a headache?