I went to the science museum with two children.
I returned home with two children.
The SAME two children.
Someone at the science museum (ANYONE at the science museum) doesn't realize how fortunate she is that I didn't exchange three-year-olds while no one was looking!
Time for a HUGE pot of tea.
My older two were such compliant little ones. I am not used to having THAT child. I've developed a strange smile to flash at people while I carry her, wailing and writhing, from a crowded room. My smile says, "sympathize or judge - I don't care - but just get out of my way!"