Number of times Will was told to stop whining: 652,312.
Number of times Gus or Will pitched a fit for no apparent reason: 362.
Number of times Dashing Husband or Dadamama snapped at each other for no apparent reason: 571.
Number of items pulled out of the clogged bathroom drain: 3 (Diego toothbrush, tiny parachute man, and a hair tie).
Number of swear words uttered by Dashing Husband as he attempted to extract above items from clogged bathroom drain: 36.
Number of swear words uttered by Dadamama because of cursed rainy weather ALL DAY on Saturday: 36.
Number of laps children ran through the house whilst giggling and screaming like fools: 7,025.
Number of loads of laundry: 211.
Number of times children asked for food: 3, 256, 729.
Number of Legos the dogs ate off the floor: 6.
Number of minutes early the children were put to bed because parents were completely done in: 34.
Number of times Dadamama wished Superbaby could just get born already: 487.
Number of sighs elicited by Dadamama when she arrived at the nursing bra place only to realize that they're closed on Saturday: 12.
The good news? My coffee this morning was free. FREE. Because the credit card machine at my favorite coffee place wasn't working and I had no cash. Also, this is the very last week I have to work until August.
That get them to bed early part. How do you manage that? It seems like it always takes longer when they are driving me crazy. Or does it just seem longer?
Posted by: M&Co. | January 28, 2008 at 03:57 PM