Cabin Fever

Dear God. I do not like February. After Chinese New year and Valentine's we could move on- you know? It could get warmer and brighter. The old dirty snow could go away. The skies could show some blue. Let's consider shortening this drab month okay?
I am just saying this because since I have become a Mother this is the hardest month to get through. God have you been paying attention to this little house today? Just in case you have missed anything , I will give you a run down. You have to face it. The kid here has some serious cabin fever. The kid and the cat and probably me too.
But okay here you go:

1. This morning I was shaken awake by a child claiming that her needs for donuts was intense and she may possibly perish if a donut was not forthcoming.
2. Shortly after that, The Cat was summarily dismissed from The Pink Palace for the heinous crime of "chewing a star bead".
3. Thirty minutes later The Kid was in an argument with her beloved penguin and voicing BOTH sides of the argument. I am unsure of the cause of the rift but alot of blame was placed and they are not on speaking terms for "120 minutes".
4. The Quadro of Polly Pockets has turned ugly. These four are going at each other like residents in a Maine Town as penned by Stephen King. Really, nasty things are being said about bunny slippers and stripey pants. It's ugly. (Again most voices done by The Bean.)
5. A short time ago my bedroom was torn apart in the search for a squirt bottle as The Cat was getting truly unruly and The Kid can only control him with forced water streams.
6. 45 seconds after a squirt bottle was located, I heard the following from The Pink Palace - Squirt.   squirt. squirtsquirtsquirt! then The Cat said pppprrrrpppptttt! and The Kid hollered "THAT WILL LEARN YOU!' " YOU Beast!"- then a jingly slam as the be-belled door of TPP was slammed shut.
7. Directly after the slam, a damp and ruffled cat came to my side. He had an air of complete disgust and "I am so telling on her". 
8. When The Kid heard me assuaging the pride of The Cat, she communicated through her furnace vent that "he does not deserve pity. as he was chewing an handmade butterfly book and he needed punished". The Cat turned and looked at me as if to say "see? I told you- she's nuts"
9. I bet that only Jerry Springer could unravel what is currently taking place with the Rabbits that dwell in the Calico Critters Manor, situated in The Pink Palace.

So that's it. I am ready to pull my hair out and it's not even 11 am. I am not talking to either The Kid or The Cat right now as I am starting to feel a bit Stephen King-y myself. Send help if you can. Help in the form of clement weather that allows for hours and hours of outdoor play.

P.S. The Cat is currently parked outside of The Pink Palace with what is either a look of chastisement or the making of cunning plans, it's hard to tell, but he is angling for permission to re-enter. God help me.