On being a Stay-at-Home Mom

I go to brush my teeth this morning and have to move fake celery out of the sink first. I would’ve moved the cars, but they and their toddler driver shower with me 9 out of 10 mornings anyway, so I just scoot them aside for later. After showering, I walk into the living room. We’ve been awake for 30 seconds and it is already covered in miscellaneous toys. I turn on Daniel Tiger so I can make breakfast. You can’t even tell what’s happening on the screen because of the greasy hand prints everywhere. Unbeknownst to my 2 year old, the television is not touchscreen. It’s 7:15am. Too early…