Galen you have my sympathy, there’s nothing quite like a visit from a whirling dervish on a sugar rush to make you head towards a darkened room. I remember one occasion a few years back, when all of ours were here at the same time and some who don’t travel lightly were staying over - so the whole house was in chaos. At one point I crept upstairs, pushed aside the various belongings none of which were mine which had somehow migrated onto my bed, lay down and closed my eyes. A few moments later my youngest dd, who has no children, crept in saying “I wondered where you’d gone, it’s all a bit much down there isn’t it can I join you?” After a bit of laugh we happily returned to the fray! My old boy on the other hand loves the whole melee and is oblivious to any ensuing chaos.
maw the lovely thing about dogs is their short memories, Hattie will be quick to forgive your up and down emotions. Thinking of you and your family tomorrow, it doesn’t matter what head you wear so long as it’s one that feels comfortable for you at the time. 
soop we had to move several, or more accurately lots and lots of, boxes from under our bed to facilitate the decorating. I noticed my old boy put then back very quickly, I think he was afraid that if I started looking at the contents of the boxes I may not emerge this side of Christmas!