Home is where the heartbreak is

There was blood (from all the nervous scratching - I kid you not)
There was sweat (from all the agitated sleep from the past few nights)
There were tears, a lot of them, when I suggested today that he and I seat down and get it over with.

But now the school project has been completed: Prehistoric homes

I am almost looking forward to going back to work on Monday, with my pre-hysterical gnomes and other panic button pushers.

Big tears of distress...