Number of times I’ve sent children back to bed this morning before 9am: 4. One didn’t get sent back, one got sent twice.
Number of times I get told I have my hands full when we go grocery shopping (on average, no lie): 6.
Number of kisses I get in a day (from children under 6): 30
Number of kisses I get from Blaine in a day: usually less than 30. 🙂
Number of laundry loads I do in a week: 6-8.
Number of times I sweep the kitchen in a week: 10.
Number of times I wipe pee off the wall/floor/potty chair/sink and other random places Sterling manages to hit in a day: 6.
Strangest place Sterling managed to hit in the last week: It’s a toss up between the back of Dad and Mom’s bathroom door and their bathroom vanity. And yes, the door was open when he hit it, and yes, it did make the door close. I’m almost impressed. Almost. Pretty sure Mom wasn’t even close to being impressed.
Yes, Sterling is potty trained. All of the places he hits (or almost always. We’ll allow for the rare accident.) are from the potty chair or the toilet. Any minute now he’ll develop a sense of aim – but I’m not holding my breath.
Number of times I yell “Ruby Alexandra!” in an hour: 5-10. Unless she’s sleeping – then I get a blessed reprieve. Ruby needs to learn to take longer naps before I go hoarse.
Number of times I’ve been told my hands were full by a stranger when I didn’t have all of my children with me: I lost count. 25+. I don’t even tell them what they are missing anymore.
Our house is roughly 900 square feet. That’s 150 per person, if it were divided evenly. Yet, I rarely get more than 2 square feet around me – and if I try to cross out of those 2, I trip over someone. Why is that? Sadder still, why did I have to hunt down a calculator to figure out 900/6?
The look on the lady’s face at Walmart yesterday when she asked Liberty if they were all brother and sisters, Liberty said yes, then Liberty told me that we need more boys for Sterling and I said maybe someday? Absolutely priceless. Shocked, slightly disgusted, and absolutely hilarious. Apparently she thought I hadn’t had them all on purpose. Really now.