Not much gets done these days, except to follow along and behind a toddler most of the time. It's a window of extra crazy, feeling like much hasn't been accomplished, but when I slow down to ponder, I realize that it's the moment, that will be in the past too soon.
Because he's so busy unloading, stacking, lining things up, he eats on the run. I place his food on the coffee table so he'll takes bites in passing. Cause we all know how successful resting and naps are without a full tummy.