There's no place like home?

So since we've been home (about 3 hours), I've cooked about 4 bags of potatoes to smash (hint: use an apple corer/peeler that spins to get those babies ready to cook), I've made an assload of jello (no shots, Mrs. Ed), I've had the blender whirling up dinner and more for him, and made dinner for the rest of the herd.

I've been on the phone incessantly with the outpatient clinics to schedule his follow-ups and with neighbors / friends calling to see how he's holding up.

I've scratched all the horses, the dog and the cats to show them I've not forgotten them. I've screamed at his sisters to stop picking on him. I've supervised 5 little boys playing Wii to welcome their friend home.

I just heard a huge crash from the room where he and #2 were playing. They built a tower of wooden blocks and brought it crashing down (he is supposed to stay quiet and not take any hits to the face or upper body). Ten minutes ago he pestered #1 so much she pinched him IN THE FACE (where he has huge lacerations and a huge hoof scuff). He insisted on mashed potatoes and gravy for dinner so I got that all ready and he changed his mind: "smash me some spaghetti instead."

Now I'm off to Nuts-R-Us to get a case of MentalBGone. Anyone got a coupon?