a day in the life

Today is Family Day. At least that's what they call it in Canada as opposed to President's Day here in the U.S. And because I think Presidents get more than enough accolades, although I do appreciate the day off, families need much more appreciation in my opinion so that's what we're calling it around here.

It's also Monday which means laundry. And making enough waffles not only for today's breakfast but for the freezer. And maybe a blog post if I can squeeze it in. Plus exercise, and get Sweetpea to her swimming lesson without me losing it. Sounds doable.

But the waffle-making was taking too long and Sweetpea was hungry so she decided a pre-breakfast snack was a good idea. While I tried to mix batter and also produce the ingredients she required, plus take photos of this event, she made these...

...apparently inspired by a Blue's Clues episode she watched about two years ago.

Sweetpea's recipe for Granola Dipped Bananas

Ingredients:
One banana on a popsicle stick
Yogurt
Granola






Dip banana into yogurt
and then
Dip banana into granola





Eat.

After consuming them with gusto, she proclaimed herself renewed and decided that we needed to now create a calendar countdown to an upcoming event (more on that in a future post) which I also had to help engineer while attempting to gently fold egg whites into the waffle batter.

But you can't restrain artistic vision when it presents itself.

All this to-ing and fro-ing in the kitchen, and numerous opening and closing fridge and cabinet doors woke up this member of the family...

...who generated an unholy racket until a carrot was produced and fresh water introduced into her grubby water bottle. She then commenced looking balefully at the piles of poop that haven't been removed from her cage in too long a time. Which I think is rich given that she eats her own poop, so why should I have to clean it up?

Waffle aroma was now nicely filling the house, and after Sweetpea settled down with two, liberally dosed in Canadian maple syrup (is there any other kind), in front of a scintillating My Little Pony episode, I noticed English hubby covering the broken window in the study door with cardboard to muffle the aforementioned My Little Pony music while he puttered around in there.

I then thought it would be a good idea to start writing this post while operating the waffle-maker which resulted in these burnt offerings.

But at the end of the day the freezer was well-stocked with waffles, the swimming lesson was negotiated without hair-pulling, exercise for both parental units was achieved, laundry got done and folded, and English hubby and I looked at each other at the end of the day thinking it was one of the most peaceful and pleasant days we'd had in a while.

Not bad for a Monday.