6 girls playing in Elena's room with 4 kittens.

4 boys playing "Roblox" in Sam's room. I don't know what that is but it involved a lot of jumping, yelling and testosterone-inspired-noises.

1 boy crying, screaming and arguing for 1/2 and hour because I wouldn't let him drink a can of Mountain Dew he somehow got his hands on at the neighbor's or somewhere.

And 1 toddler downstairs with me who is only happy if he is making me mad - he's at that developmental stage where he misbehaves on purpose and watches for my reaction.....He has spent the entire morning going back and forth between yanking on the cats fur/hair/tail as hard as he can (she's too kind to bite him although I wish she would), climbing on the dining room table to take a swing at our 130 year old chandelier, trying to spread yogurt and other foods on my laptop keyboard, unfolding the laundry I'm trying to fold, then laughing in my face when I tell him to stop any of the above, and crying miserably when I make him stop.

This has not been the most productive day.