I collapsed on the couch in frustration and began to absentmindedly play with one of the bottles of bubbles we had pilfered from a friend's summer party earlier in the week. (Thanks again Kim!) As soon as the girl saw me she asked if she could blow bubbles too. Together we sat on the couch, in relative quiet, and blew bubbles.It was, by far, the nicest moment of my day.
As for the vacuum, sorry Jay, I'm passing this one on to you.