The 5 year old was having a pre-bedtime 'moment'* because when he tried to pull his shorts off, his undies came with them.
The 3-almost-4 year old was cheery but lacked undies altogether because they were somewhat besmirched, and also, he needed to finish off the bottom-wiping that led to aforementioned besmirching.
I finished changing the almost-6 month old's nappy, and as I lay her down in her cot, prayed under my breath that she would settle easily so that I could deal with her brothers patiently.
Not a peep out of her. Thanks God. Sometimes it's the little things I can appreciate the most.
*Our understated term for hysterically losing self control and being almost impossible to reason with.