The boys played lovely together

But.... you're really asking...? 1) baby was sleep refusing 2) swarms of children tracked me to and from the school run 
So I bully just my kids in to the house to freshen up (read 'toilet & put baby to sleep'). Ds1 persuades me to let him out "come back in ten minutes for your little party"

Baby's eyes start to sag.... DING DONG " can we have a ladder mummy to catch the ghostie in that house " (no - and I daren't even ask what the hell you boys are doing) 

Baby's eyes start to sag.... "whoopee dee doo dah"<ds2>
(shush pat shush pat shush pat shush shush pat shush shush pat shush)

Baby's eyes start to sag.... DING DONG (3.50) "can we come in now" (fine! Fine!)
<crank up the volume on the white noise>

WWWAAAAAAAHHHHHHH They HURT ME!!!! HERRRREEE... LOOOOOKKKK
shushhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh<forgot to turn on oven. Run to press necessary buttons>shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
<ignore worrying whoops and squeals. Bribe ds2 to stay seated and silent - so at least only over 5s are roaming >
Baby's eyes start to sag.... Sleep.

And we haven't even started the entertainment yet. (three boys discovered top deck of bunk bed)

<mess about with paints and crayons . Fix dinner>
<aye carumba - how longs that baby been crying?!!? ^%?^< ftft%^#^%~ lousy busted monitor >

Baby squawking to feed - but would you get your boobs out in the middle of a conversation about who is going to look at whose bum/willy/burp/poo..???

Visitor shoved out the house alone under the pretence of 'bath time to get ready for school'. (my ar*e - rest of the night is one mama cookin' and one mama holding her baby tight tight tight).