I was thinking, at the end of last week, just how much I needed said vacation, when I heard a large crash while fixing breakfast in the kitchen with Jericho. The other two were supposed to be getting dressed. I mean, typically, when I get dressed, it doesn't sound like a bomb went off. But everyone's different I guess. I hurried into the other room to check, and found this:
Thankfully, no one was hurt. Except for two lamps which were pronounced dead at the scene and one stuffed bear who is expected to make a full recovery. But, as my title suggests, if anyone out there is listening, I submit exhibits A & B as evidence as to why I really, really, really need a vacation.

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