The noice that brings silence at cooking time

What doesn't belong in this photo?

23 hours of the 24 hours of my mother of two - days I can handle pretty good (if I do say so myself, I am so modest). But that one hour, say, between 5 PM and 6 PM? I get a little stressed. Because in that one hour I have two problems and one big challenge: to magically turn ingredients into a healthy dinner on the table.

I present problems A and B:

Problem A: a 2-year old toddler who has been experiencing with skipping naps and between 5 and 6 goes nuts from from lack of energy "Let's see what mommy does when I stick a cucumber in the cats ear" and "Let's see what mommy does when I play soccer with a tomato" and "Let's see what mommy does when I try to feed my baby sister potatoes"

Problem B: a two month old baby, who's favorite time to cry is between 5 PM and 6 PM.

See how cooking a meal can be challenging?

In general I fix "problem A", by letting Monkey help me. He's got his own apron and oven gloves and I let him snack of the vegetables. If I ignore the occasional flying pieces of carrot and unions, this works pretty well.

I've tried the apron on "Problem B". But the blue apron doesn't go well with her pink clothes she's not really into that yet. A few days ago, the clock turned to cooking time and little miss Roo started to cry. The loudness of that crying (you won't believe the volume that comes out of this little pink thing) caused a brain fart which made me remember an article about white noise and colic babies.

And voila: a hair blower in the kitchen.

Laugh all you want (I bet our gas & electricity company does) But it WORKED! The baby was happily asleep. And when the baby is happy, mommy is happy and when mommy is happy EVERYBODY is happy (and feed)

I said HAPPY... SMILE.

What's that? SMIIIIIIIIIIIIILE to the internet people.

Good kid. Now take that zucchini out of that cat's ass and give it back to mommy. I need it for the salad I'll have to throw it away now.