Number of times someone was injured:
one eye scratch
one gashed forehead
one toe stepped on twice by a girl wearing tap shoes
one scraped shoulder
one bloody lip
one stubbed toe
two knee abrasions
= 3 banged up family members.
Number of times I cooked dinner:
Number of times we went out to eat:
Number of days without rain:
One. And that’s being generous.
Number of blogs I posted:
Number of times I heard “Mom, Eli hit me!”
82,513 (at least it felt like it).
Number of times the neighbors fed us:
Number of bottles of wine I opened:
Number of times I had wine someone else opened:
Number of times I let my kids sleep with me:
Zero, always zero.
Number of new articles of clothing I bought:
Hey, my husband reads this, so I’m saying NONE (with fingers crossed).
Number of times I skipped a workout:
Zero (I rule!).
Number of TV shows I watched:
Number of dance dress rehearsals I had to attend:
Two (so worth it)
Number of times my husband called to see how we were doing:
Number of fish my husband will bring home:
Zero (not sure about this whole catch and release thing)
Number of times I mowed the lawn:
Number of times I’ve mowed the lawn since 2005:
Number of times I deep cleaned, organized, crafted, learned, or did something very useful with my free time:
Zero (blogging rules!, Does mowing the lawn count?)
Number of times I had to talk to Hannah about how soon her sister is coming home for the summer:
I stopped counting after infinity.
Number of times I thought about how cute my kids are:
(Note: lawn freshly mowed by yours truly).
I rarely stop.
And to my darling, wonderful husband. You have been missed. I hope you had fun and sorry I can’t stay but I have plans, many, many plans. Let’s try to meet up again in July shall we? :)