I radio heaven, I get mixed signals...

Woke up to rain. In a bad mood.
Kindred gets into stuff he isn't supposed to.
Elias is mad.Kindred gets into more things he isn't supposed to, like to tarragon leaves. He "helps" to clean them up. (Notice he's got Elias's pacifier in his mouth. Yeah, not a big shocker.)

Elias stays mad. All morning.Kindred feels like spice messes are the way to go today. Here he is shaking the salt and pepper everywhere. (The pink mark must be the physical evidence of the o-called "devil on you shoulder".)
Put Kindred to bed.

It's only been 1 hour and 5 minutes, and suddenly, he's calling me. This is the child who typically sleeps for 3 hours.

Deep breaths. Drunkard's Prayer will get me through.