Word to your Mother

Summer is almost over, and I have just about survived. 
But I can't say that I haven't had my moments of pure, unadulterated panic as millions of children descended upon my home and pantry and sanity. 
And I do admit to once or twice yelling at people to SHUT UP. 
Because, you know, at that moment, my life would have been inherently better if it was quiet. 
WORD to your mother.