Helluva night.
Took jingle.son and a few friends to Archery Tag last night. They played for 2 hours, and didn't get home until pretty late (11pm). Then, at 1:30, he comes into our room complaining of some pretty bad pain in his chest. He's got an incredibly high pain tolerance, so when something wakes him up - and he thought he was gonna throw up - ya know it's pretty bad. So, couple of tylenol's and some traumeel rub (it's like A5-35), and it's subsided enough about an hour later.
Then the damned dogs start whining to be fed at 5:20am.
And to top it off, mrs.jingle and I are taking jingle.daughter to an open house at one of the universities she's planning to apply to next year - in Peterborough, which is a 2-ish hour drive.