By the Numbers

Number of days so far this month: 18
Number of sick days this month: 14
Number of sick days last month: 6
Total number of sick days: 20
Number of sick days where someone had a fever: 17
Number of doctor visits: 2
Number of ear infections: 4
Number of antibiotic prescriptions: 3
Number of goopy eyes: 8
Bottles of infant ibuprofen we've cruised through: 2; just opened a third
Number of boxes of tissue we've sneezed through: 2.5
Number of times I've wished for more arms: 367
Number of hours of tv we've watched: I plead the fifth.
Number of times a baby has pooped in the tub in the last 12 months: 0 (I know, it must be some sort of record!)
Number of times a baby has pooped in the tub in the last two weeks: 5 (ah, there it is, the catch-up)
Number of times it has snowed this month: 5
Number of times I've cursed Mother Nature: 16
Number of homes we are building: 1 (what did you think I was going to say, two?)
Number of times we've met our sales consultant at the design center: 5
Number of times our sales consultant has forgotten the key to the design center: 2
Number of times I've thought about taking up swearing directed at said sales consultant: 2
Number of times our babies have run out of patience while we pick out lighting and counter tops: 893
Number of parents the babies prefer when they have run out of patience: 1
Number of times I've tried to convince the babies their father is available for comfort: 86
Number of months till our home is built: 6
Number of Krispy Kreme donuts we bought Friday night after a particularly stressful run at the design center: 12
Number of Krispy Kreme donuts left Saturday morning: 5
Number of donuts Michael took one lick of and threw in the trash: 1
Number of donuts I noticed Michael threw in the trash before I emptied the vacuum canister in the same garbage can: 0
Number of diets that have just taken a flying leap off the wagon: 2
Number of times I've been tempted to eat oreos for breakfast: 6 (as long as I'm off the wagon...)
Number of times I've cursed myself for actually buying the oreos: 6
Number of times I've been disturbed that oreos do not contain milk: 6 (ugh, make that seven. I just shuddered again).
Number of times this knowledge has stopped me from eating them: 0
Number of children who just woke up: 3
Number of children giggling at each other from their cribs: 2
Number of reasons I love having twins: a million
Number of reasons I love that the twins have an older brother: a million and one
Number of reasons I have to quit blogging now: see above