My wife has decided that today is the day to take my daughter's loft bed apart and re-build it into a "Princess Bed" despite the fact that she is having menopausal hotflashes, constantly, right now.
I have become involved, of course.
I was against the whole idea, but my daughter thinks she is a princess, right now, so she is ALL FOR IT!
FUCK!
... oh and my daughter has always responded empathicly (I know that's not a word, but it feels better than empathetically) to my wife's hormonal state, even as an infant.