As for "emerging victorious Sunday morning," we haven't quite given up. We're just redefining "victorious." Parents have won many battles, but the war is far from over. Kids pulled ahead around 1:00pm this afternoon with a 1-2-3 poop bomb, rendering Parents speechless and exhausted but still standing (barely).
Since I can't drink, I've been self-medicating with a pan of brownies and leftover Christmas candy.