good morning

take Auden out of his nighttime diaper, put him in a new clean one, leave on PJs

take Emerson out of his nighttime diaper, put him in a new clean one, leave on PJs because he doesn’t eat breakfast cleanly enough to put on his real clothes yet

take Eliot of of his nighttime diaper, let him use the potty, put on underwear and clothes

start breakfast, Emerson’s thirsty, fill a water, it is spilled on the floor

Auden needs a boobie, try to make that happen while cooking, man, I want a coffee, but I’m trying to practice eating first

Eliot is now almost completely undressed: he needs help removing his shirt, so he can poop the only way he will: naked as a newborn

get food on the table, confusion erupts because, once again, I haven’t made shipleys donuts or kolaches and instead we’re eating sheet-pan zucchini and sausage

the situation resolves as the toddlers remember they love this breakfast upon first, reluctant bite

Eliot is still naked

everyone is thirsty again

clean the table

ignore the floor, except that one especially squishy zucchini

wish my kitchen could clean itself, sit down in my favorite chair, read the Bible while the boys play at their train table

a fight over that one toy out of a hundred,

alright boys, sit in the happy heart chair

5 minute timer, believe I am efficient & spend the time reading aloud the children’s The Ology of God book

sing Blessed Assurance, by myself, sound a bit like an accordion, hope that doesn’t deter the boys from hymns as they grow up, hope that someday they’ll sing along with me during morning time

everyone needs clothes

there’s a basket of books to read

oh, we need morning sunshine on our eyes

where are your shoes?

and Emerson, is that you who needs a diaper change?

let me grab my coffee

hold my hand, let’s go outside

I hope no one drops over while our house looks like this