For 4.5 hours today, it was me and 11 kids, age 9 and younger. We had one skinned knee, one potty accident, one skinned forehead, one tick pulled, one very necessarily bathed boy, one black eye, and one tired me. I counted to eleven 200 times, to twelve three times, and stopped to stare, trying to figure out why there was extra from what I’d started with. Turns out, I just cannot count.
Conclusion: figure out what’s causing this before that’s my life everyday.