I've always heard that you never get to sit down when you have a toddler, and now I believe it! Seems like we are always busy around here. I don't know how he does it or how I still have any body fat on me after chasing Jack around all day (I do). Here's an example of 10 minutes at our house:
Happy in Daddy's arms as soon as he gets in from school:

Running to play the second Daddy puts him down:

Sorting those shapes:
Must move to the other side of the table:
Bring me the red block:
Distracted by the barn and silo:
"Why are you still standing in the same place, Mommy?"

Makes me tired just thinking about it.
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