*lock door after husband leaves for work-don’t ask.
*make breakfast for the boys.
*refill sippy cups seven million times.
*change pull-ups and attempt morning potty.
*work on ornaments with impatient children.
*remind self not to yell at children when they “accidentally” draw on table. Again.
*call to reschedule their doctor’s appointments. We will discuss that later!
*hang rest of pictures.
*do dishes from breakfast and lunch.
*figure out what to have for dinner.
*put clothes in the dryer.
*get all three of us showered and dressed to head over to Grammy’s house.
*go by Michael’s for more paint.
*go to grocery store for peanut butter and something else I can no longer remember.
*unpack a MINIMUM of four more boxes.
*change the cat litter.
*clean bathrooms and vaccum.
*work on Thanksgiving menu.
*schedule boys holiday pictures.
And I think that’s about it. Because after dinner it is Daddy Time. Usually I omit nap and instead go to work for six hours. Then I pick them up and come home. Where I promptly give them to their Daddy.
See a pattern here?!