They tried to make me....

Dad, playing Angry Birds: It's hard to get all these pigs.

Me: You should get Younger Child to give you some pointers. <i>Younger child is three.</i>

Dad: Should I go wake him up? (obviously joking)

Mom: Noo, no, no no.

(simultaneously) Me: Yes.

(a minute of silence)

Mom: Poor girl.

(brief silence)

Me: Who, me? (the only female who lives here)

Mom: That Amy Winehouse.

Me: What??

Mom: She had that song about rehab and she said no, no, no. She should have gone.

Me: ..............................................

Heads up!

Incoming!

After telling me for months that they want to come in May, but putting it off, they called today to say they are coming on Monday. Monday through Saturday. Of the one week this year that includes both my birthday and one of the kids', and my husband will be out of town for part of it. The perfect storm, if you will.