The chores were delegated to them according to ability and skill. No 1 swept and did the dishes one meal, No 2 mopped and did the dishes another meal, No 4 hung out the laundry I had had going in the machine and because he lacked the height then, had to climb a chair to do his task, No 3 brought in and folded the laundry. I would come back at lunch-time with packed lunches they loved like KFC, or McD's or chicken-rice and then scurry off back to work soon after. It was fortunate that work then was only a 10-minute drive away.
My neighbours were somewhat aghast that we could leave the kids on their own and offered to babysit them at their homes but we declined saying that things were under control and that the kids were under strict instructions not to use the stove. But they still kept a watchful eye on them and after a few days were amazed at the kids' commitment to their assigned responsibilities.
Having 4 of them each being given a chore that somehow depended on another one's completion of his/her's, as in a critical path, ensured no shirking on anybody's part. Otherwise no trips for everyone!
Also having No. 1 acting as commander-in-chief in my absence helped tremendously too. Otherwise, between the demands of my job and the house and the kids and the admiral, I would have been pulled hither and thither, but I guess I would have emerged bruised but still alive.
Would I just have screamed and scooted off like the lady in this vid?