Dutch Baby, baby

This morning we somehow ran early and were more organized than usual. Maybe it had something to do with the fact that today's clothes and schoolwork were laid out last night and two thirds of the kids were already bathed.

Amazingly, I was able to get a Dutch Baby (pancake) into the oven before anyone was "starving". . . Proverbs were read, the meal was blessed, horrifying real enormous snake videos were enjoyed. Not. By. Me. I hate snakes. Truly. Deeply. Completely.

After cleaning up some of our powdered sugar laced breakfast - boys were dressed, schoolwork was started, remaining kiddo bathed and hair fixed for art lessons thus afternoon.

I was able to follow up on a few outstanding items, be available to help Greg, get myself ready, get lunches made, begin dinner prep work and get out the door mostly on time - scurrying only a little and inadvertently taking the soda that Greg had taken out for himself. Oops.