Sometimes, you just have a bad day. I'm hoping for better tomorrow. Just tired, and blue, and having trouble doing anything right. Meanwhile, feeling just terrible for everyone in Australia affected by the fires, and hoping that nightmare can end soon.
My son, then about 4 years old, was being his wild self right at bedtime. I said, "no more monkey business!" in my best stern-mom voice, and he looked me gleefully in the eye and declared, "infinity more monkeys!"