Exhaustion by 4-year-olds (and newspapers)

I am, in a word, exhausted. I'm pretty sure Sundays and Wednesdays are going to be 12-hour-days from here on out.
At least for the next 10 weeks. 

Today started our 3-day preschool day camp. It went so well! 

Cute quote of the day:

Me: "So what were Jesus' twelve special friends called?"

Cute 4-year-old: "The Apossibles!" 

After Creation Station, I spent the rest of my day like this:

(Please ignore how exhausted I look. That's what I get for staying up way too late talking to friends the night before I need to wake up at 6AM.)

I needed a small nap after ripping all that newspaper.

There are now newspaper ink spots on my computer, shorts, and any semi-white surface I touched in the past 3 hours.