Obv a time difference where I am, and have just spent 2 hrs doing bedtime for a 7, 5 and 1 year old.
There's only me. I work full time and the childcarer leaves the minute I'm through the door.
Then it's just the boys (7&5) fighting and fussing and being idiots and the baby girl getting wound up. It goes round in circles forever.
I hate it. I hate everything when I'm doing it. I lose my rag and feel guilty. The whole thing is carnage.
Tomorrow I'm going to drink wine downstairs and they can sort themselves out.