After all, if Daddy was calling we couldn't allow the ruckus to be heard over the phone or he might actually believe the tales of naughty children that Mom would tell with him when he got home. Sorry, nobody here by that name. No sooner did she put down the receiver than the frivolity commenced once again. The phone rang - we were once again silent. Mom picked up the phone only to find herself speaking to the same caller once again looking for her friend named Joy.
Life does get out of control at times - that is a given.
But I guess the trick to not loosing your mind on these days is to look to God to find 'joy' in every situation. It may make you laugh, or it may make you think, but all of them will challenge you to look to God for the answers.