Not witchcraft...but maybe some pixie dust

This is an email from J. this afternoon:

Don't be shocked if the townspeople show up with torches and pitchforks because I'm pretty sure that list could only be completed using witchcraft. Doesn't crepe batter have to chill?

It was in response to this, which may seem crazy but when his girl is grown up and there is perhaps a mini-j as well, he'll be doing the same:

This morning I:
Let dogs out
Took laundry out of the dryer and folded it and put it in kids rooms
Peeled potatoes
Took beef & beans out of fridge
Made crepes
Boiled potatoes (ok, the stove did that bit)
Woke kids up, gave them breakfast
Mixed the meat and bean mix in the food processor and put it in a casserole
Had a quick shower and washed the stupidly long hair
Unloaded the dishwasher
Loaded the dishwasher
Told A. if he wanted a shower before school he better get moving
Handwashed the bowl of the food processor and the blade
Pureed the potatoes, with a bit of cream cheese and garlic and salt and pepper
Covered the casserole with potatoes. Covered it and put it in the fridge
Set the delay start on the oven, to be ready to cook at 5:15
Told the girl that A. was finished with the bathroom and it was her turn. Because she’d fallen asleep after eating breakfast
Made two sandwiches
Found two bags and put a sandwich, some fruit and a Hershey’s kiss and one cookie in each bag
Asked A. to start the car
Got dressed
Made sure everything that could be in the dishwasher was in, and turned it on
Let the dogs out again, turned the heat down, let the dogs in and put up the barrier so they can’t get in the bedrooms
Took the kids to school.
Got to work a bit late…8:15 means staying until 4:45. But that’s ok, because M. is done at 5:00, and I need to stop at the drugstore anyway so the timing is fine.
And that is my morning, from 6:55 to 8:05