"Bug is being pretty intolerable."
"Can you just be more patient with him?"
"Can I lock myself in a closet instead??"
"Um... how about you take a vacation?"
I'm haring off to Our Nation's Capitol for five glorious days - including 10 hours of blissfully quiet train-riding! with books and knitting! uninterrupted by, well, anything - and I have even taken pity on my spouse and booked some half-time babysitters, so that he isn't locked in a closet when I return. (The spouse, not the child, though I wouldn't lay any bets.) My itinerary consists mainly of "visit everyone I can, then wander around."
Of course, Dr. S will be gone for another who-knows-how-long, interviewing this fall, so on the whole, it all balances out. Nonetheless, three cheers for the spouse.