A 30-Minute Morning

As usual, I have way too many projects going on. Garrett spent the night, so first thing this morning, I had him potty and then set the timer for 30 minutes.

First, we want the way cool seat, not the plain white one that has little boy shield on it . . and , "yes we are sure".

A little entertainment if you please . . . ah yes, and then we could use a little cleaner, "just in case" . . . tuck the shower curtain back into the tub, if you don't mind . . . leave the bath mat for a little cushioning for the story reader would be nice . . . . it can be washed and doesn't blow in the fan breeze . . .

Next, it was time to make room in the big freezer for a big cookie sheet to sit. Process the pineapples, cover the cookie sheet with plastic wrap, beep, beep, beep, run Garrett to the potty & reset timer for thirty minutes, wash hands, Potty Song, cover cookie sheet with pineapple slices, put them into the freezer to set up, set the other timer for 30 min.

Next, it is time to start the Killer Coleslaw. Clear the counter again, find the cabbage, onions, drain the chicken bones that were cooked up in the little crock pot, beep, beep, beep, which timer was that anyway?!?!? Oh, time to put Garrett on the potty again . . . sing the Potty Song . . . beep, beep, beep, pineapple will have to wait, toast the almonds, . . . pull up the pants . . . awt the timer, beep, beep, beep, huh? Wash the hands . . . Potty Song, when did I set that again? Chop, chop, chop . . . . pineapple, cabbage, chicken scraps from the bones that crock potted over night . . . . pound up the ramen noodles, beep, beep, beep, OK, try to go poop in the potty . . . . wash the hands . . . set timer, mix, measure, pour, now what does it need? . . . beep, beep, beep, Potty Song . . . . don't I need to go to the store or something?

Time to taste test the coleslaw and

bag up the frozen pineapple . . .

nectarine chunks are next for

future smoothies, and to save

the fruit that is ripening too fast!