A couple days ago someone commented on a post I wrote, saying it would be interesting to read something from my husband’s or one of the kid’s point of view.
So I’m trying that out. Sort of. I haven’t figured out the best way to go about doing it. But this post was “written” by Number 3 and Number 4, and it is a synopsis of all the most important and memorable parts of their day, according to them.
Saturday’s statistics, according to a 5 and 7-year-old
Number of miles Mom ran in a race this morning (Number 3): 8. Not that many.
Number of miles I should have run (Number 4): 37. Because that’s how many miles Madelyn’s dad ran. In a marathon. He ran all the way to New York City.
Number of hours of fun I got to have today (Number 4): 8
Number of hours of fun I got to have today (Number 3): like 0 because I got pretty much 5 time-outs.
Number of times Number 3 got stung by a bee (Number 4): 1
Number of times Number 3 got stung by a bee (Number 3): 0. Because it wasn’t a bee. It was a hornet. Which is much worse.
Number of times Number 3 got stung by a hornet (Number 3): 1
Number of hours mom worked (Number 4): only 3
Number of hours mom “lounged around the house and did nothing” (Number 3): 300
Number of dollars our house cost (Number 3): 5 million dollars
Number of dollars our house cost (Number 4): No way. It was much more than that. 5 thousand dollars.
Number of seconds it takes Number 3 to swim 25 yards of breastroke (Number 3): 20
Number of seconds it takes Mom to swim 25 yards of breastroke (Number 3): like 3
Number of first place ribbons Number 3 has (Number 3): like 20
Number of first place ribbons Michael Phelps had when he was 7 (Number 3): probably 0
Number of ice cream sandwiches Number 3 got to eat: 1
Number of ice cream sandwiches I should have allowed Number 3 to eat: Well, I deserved at least 20
Number of sisters I have (Number 3): 3
Number of sisters I wish I had (Number 3): 2, because Number 4 is so annoying
Number of dollars Number 4 got, per tooth, from the tooth fairy: $1
Number of dollars Number 4 should have gotten per tooth: More like 5, because I pretty much pulled them out myself, and they weren’t even that loose (that’s true, actually)
Number of pounds Daddy weighs (Number 3): 143
Number of pounds Mommy weighs (Number 3): like 2000
Number of pounds Mommy weighs (Number 4): I don’t know, but it’s a lot
Number of “pounds of blubber” mom should lose and then “you would look pretty good” (Number 3): 20
So, in summary, Dad is super skinny, Mom, no matter how many miles she runs or how hard she works is fat, lazy, and too strict, (but she is a decent swimmer) Michael Phelps sucks compared to Number 3, and the tooth fairy is cheap.
Have a good Sunday 😉
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