I was woken at 6:30 am by the sound of the children fighting. I gave them breakfast and tried to get some more sleep. Children took the opportunity to play ball games against my bedroom door, and pop in every twenty minutes to ask me when I would be getting up. Inserted ear plugs and did my best to ignore the world. Arose, at last, to find the loungeroom trashed. Can't wait for Father's Day next year.