Sunday night Teddy

Teddy is wondering just how much of this he has left to do before tomorrow. He has done two boxes already, and made Lamb Boulangère, and Minestrone Soup, but there still seems to be a lot here.
He is now trying to work out what bits he can get away with not doing. He thinks he might just crawl into the box until morning.
Or he might just go sit alongside his playmate and whisper in her ear.
Romantic Teddy.