Adventures in coffee

get up early with son,
start pancakes, bacon and grind coffee beans
unload dishwasher while cooking pancakes.
kettle whistles
... combine coffee grinds and hot water in French press, filling house with good coffee smell.
get out coffee cup
daughter, scared of thunder, comes stumbling out bedroom and requires soothing before I convince her to go climb in bed with daddy.
head for coffee cup, only to be thwarted by son, who has taken it upon himself to stir the remaining pancake mix.
flip pancake just in time.
take bacon off before it burns.
flip another pancake.
rest of family, roused by all the smells, emerge.
daughter is sitting down to eat just in time to need the potty.
daughter starts crying because the thunder is scary and she doesn't want to go alone.
flip pancake.
convince daughter I cant leave pancakes unattended, and she agrees to use my bathroom (safer than hers for some reason).
flip pancakes
daughter comes out with undies around ankles sobbing because daddies in the safe bathroom.
by this point she needs to go so bad, it doesn't take much to get her into the scary bathroom.
flip pancake.
Intervene when cat picks fight with dog, near son. resort to rolling exercise ball at cat like bowling ball to get her away.
get everyone milk and settled at the bar with food.
daddy emerges from bathroom.
I finish pancakes.
get plate and actually pour coffee.
then realize husband is leaving for school in 10 minutes and I haven't packed his lunch. pack lunch. deal with screaming toddler son who is wants daddies lunch for breakfast.
Son finishes breakfast just in time to soak his cloth diaper.
take diaper off, wipe.
grab stuff for new diaper, catch naked son and wrestle WWE champ into new diaper.
get son clothes so he wont strip diaper off.
put creamer in coffee.
Kiss husband goodbye, and ensure that everyone gets a hug and kiss before he leaves so no one starts crying.
clean up syrupy plates before son tries to use one for hat again.
drink coffee.
type this.
and now I'm going to head off daughter who just headed for door with a fishing pole, stating that its raining so much, maybe she could catch some fish in the yard. My life was so boring before kids, I don't know how I managed...