All the females in my house get cranky right around the third week of the month, even the littlest one. A wise man would just throw chocolate and back away slowly. My husband, who has occasional flashes of wisdom, came home last night with new dishware and money for my sagging bank account, so he's in the safe zone, for now. Anyway, he may be safe but I am fair game to the children, and they've been in rare form.