Can I Change My Name?

I don't care what name you pick for me. As long as it's not "Mo- ommmmmm". It's been one of those days. You know the kind of day I mean. The kind where your kids act like their legs are broken and it's torture for them to get their own glass of water. Or the kind of day where a shower doesn't count as being "alone" because every few minutes a face is peering at you saying "Mommm-yyyyyy, I neeeeeeed you." I used to have a favorite hiding place. For several months I was able to "hide" in my three year old's bedroom. It was great, I would sit in his leather club chair (a relic from our first house when my husband "needed" a man chair" and happily chat on the phone with my friends. All around me the children would be calling my name, never suspecting I was righ there the whole time. I think an intercom system would work in my house for a few days. Then instead of yelling throughout the house when they need me, the kids could press a button & buzz me wherever I am. I fear the novelty would quickly wear off and we'd be back to a child in the kitchen yelling for me while I am in the basement. Actually, that's not a bad idea. Maybe I should go hide in the basement now...