Background, just in case you don't know:
I just started enjoying my own kids about 6 months ago, a year tops.
My house is less than 1,200 square feet.
My children are starting to bring their friends over and wanting them to stay indefinitely.
Me turn into wonderful, warm, loving, Christian mom of the neighborhood who makes them all a healthy snack and starts a croquet game in the back yard. (Minus the dog poop, of course.)
I start to feel claustrophobic after 5 minutes and my skin starts to crawl at 10. After about 1/2 hour I start looking at the clock wondering if I can send them all home soon.
I HAVE NO IDEA!!!