Full Moon?

There should have been a full moon tonight judging by the afternoon we just had. What is usually a pretty cool playgroup session was today one of total bedlam. It seemed that every kid had been affected by the Crazies and were either hooning their trikes into walls or hurling themselves off the plastic castle with gay abandon. Tears and tantrums, foot stomps and face plants all rolled into one, while without persuasion, every Mum transformed herself into supreme warriors; fed babies, avoided near death carnage and solved sharing showdowns while still enjoyingd a strong cup of tea.
It was the face that I looked at on the way home that pretty much summed up the experience; one of complete and utter exhaustion that bleerily stared out the window. I think that face is going to sleep well tonight. Oh and the boys will too.