Rain Rain go away

It has been raining since Friday, and of course the boys' mother only sent sandels, and t-shirts over with the kids, Hello we don't get great weather here for more then 3 days straight 4 tops. So the kids have been stuck in the house, even when there was a break in the weather, well yesterday I had to go and pick up a few things for supper and the oldest wanted to come with me, so here he was dressed in gym pants, socks and sandels and my jacket. Should have took a pic. He is almost as tall as me, but not nearly as big, so the jacket swam on him.
The weather seems to be clearing up today, so I think we are going to my dads to put the car in the shed and try and see what we can do, you see months back we noticed the car was leaking gas everytime you put gas in, we discovered there is a hole in the exhaust part of the gas hose. It would cost 600$ to get a new part for it, so we are going to see if there is anything we can do to fix it, so we don't have to go and get the part. My dad will most likely come up with something. What that man can rig together some times is amazing to me. I have no idea how his mind works.
If I have to see Shrek, 1 & 2, or spongebob one more time I think I will scream, since friday that is all they have wanted. And the fighting and screaming, man I may be bald by the time they go home lol.
Last night was the last straw, A the youngest of R's kids, was on the couch, and T (the toddler of us) was picking at him. A decides to shove him, and he falls on the floor, didn't hurt himself that time. But then I see him climb up next to A again and I hear A say T's name in a whinny voice, when I look I see him shove again hard after me telling him not to. And this time T falls off the couch right on to his head. I lost it. I told A to go get his pj's on and go to bed. When I calmed down and seen that T was ok, just a little bump. I went in and talked to A, and he came and had his lunch before he went to bed. But man sometimes. I am so not used to having 3 boys running around, kind of feel out numbered, by the grossness of boykind.