It's not even a week into summer holidays and already I'm stressed out. Sure, there are no lunches to pack (which seems to be the biggest relief for my friends), but trying to keep my two- and five-year-old children busy is already overwhelming. We overdid it last week, including an awesome Canada Day party hosted by our friends, with the fallout being a black eye for my son (totally accidental at said Canada Day party). My daughter has self-initiated potty training and refuses to wear clothes or shoes anywhere and both children are in desperate need of a sugar and TV detox. Yesterday morning the two of them wandered around wailing like zombies, clutching their bellies and begging for Max & Ruby — that is when they weren't trying to bite or throw Lego at each other.