Today's Numbers
5 seconds: upon hearing the exclamation "I'm drawing, Mama!", the amount of time it took me to remember I had left N's markers out on the kitchen table while I was upstairs putting L down for a morning nap
1 cent: the cost of the paper towels I used to scrub the artwork drawn in purple marker off our living room wall
0.5 seconds: the amount of time it took me to forgive N when, upon hearing my exasperated sigh, she laid down next to me and said, "I'm sorry Mama."
2 minutes: the amount of time it took L to wake back up after I spent a LOOONG time getting her to sleep
0.1: the percentage of guilt I felt for turning on the TV for N while I went upstairs to get L back to sleep
2 loads of laundry started while listening to N sing ABC's and strum her "guitar" (the tennis racket she found in the basement)
6 diapers changed (so far)
3 cups of imaginary tea that I drank at N's and my "tea party"
$60 spent at BJ's on necessary, but unexciting, items
1 very disappointed 2-year-old upon discovery that the giant inflatable Charlie Brown Christmas train at BJ's had been taken down
about 100: the number of times I have kissed L's chubby, rosy cheeks
2 points of a molar sticking out that I felt in the back of N's mouth
(figure) 8: the shape of the swirl of liquid tylenol that N spilled on the carpet while "twirling like a princess"
25 cents: the cost of the Resolve I used to clean the tylenol, and the the spit up that L rolled over and produced while I was doing it, out of the carpet
2 stories read before nap time
4 times that N correctly counted the number of honey bees in the Honey Bee story (oh so proud Mama)
about 45 minutes: the time it took for me to get both girls to sleep for afternoon naps
about 25 minutes: the time it took to clean up the morning's dishes and the tornado of toys that went through the living room
about 30 minutes: the time it took me to enjoy a cup of tea, procrastinate on my to-do list, and write this blog post
Priceless:
the realization that I don't mind the mess, because it means we have a house to live in and my girls have toys to play with
the realization that I don't mind the laundry, because it means we have clothes to wear
the realization that I don't mind the dishes, because they mean we have food to eat
the realization that I don't mind the chaos, because it means my girls are healthy and imaginative enough for play
It's been a good day, I think.
1 cent: the cost of the paper towels I used to scrub the artwork drawn in purple marker off our living room wall
0.5 seconds: the amount of time it took me to forgive N when, upon hearing my exasperated sigh, she laid down next to me and said, "I'm sorry Mama."
2 minutes: the amount of time it took L to wake back up after I spent a LOOONG time getting her to sleep
0.1: the percentage of guilt I felt for turning on the TV for N while I went upstairs to get L back to sleep
2 loads of laundry started while listening to N sing ABC's and strum her "guitar" (the tennis racket she found in the basement)
6 diapers changed (so far)
3 cups of imaginary tea that I drank at N's and my "tea party"
$60 spent at BJ's on necessary, but unexciting, items
1 very disappointed 2-year-old upon discovery that the giant inflatable Charlie Brown Christmas train at BJ's had been taken down
about 100: the number of times I have kissed L's chubby, rosy cheeks
2 points of a molar sticking out that I felt in the back of N's mouth
(figure) 8: the shape of the swirl of liquid tylenol that N spilled on the carpet while "twirling like a princess"
25 cents: the cost of the Resolve I used to clean the tylenol, and the the spit up that L rolled over and produced while I was doing it, out of the carpet
2 stories read before nap time
4 times that N correctly counted the number of honey bees in the Honey Bee story (oh so proud Mama)
about 45 minutes: the time it took for me to get both girls to sleep for afternoon naps
about 25 minutes: the time it took to clean up the morning's dishes and the tornado of toys that went through the living room
about 30 minutes: the time it took me to enjoy a cup of tea, procrastinate on my to-do list, and write this blog post
Priceless:
the realization that I don't mind the mess, because it means we have a house to live in and my girls have toys to play with
the realization that I don't mind the laundry, because it means we have clothes to wear
the realization that I don't mind the dishes, because they mean we have food to eat
the realization that I don't mind the chaos, because it means my girls are healthy and imaginative enough for play
It's been a good day, I think.
this is so cute! sounds a lot like my house, except that i thought girls were supposed to be less messy. :)
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