By the Numbers

Friday night, 6:30 PM. While I have no doubt that folks all around the city were engaging in all sorts of fun activites (or, more likely, getting dressed and pre-gaming before such activities), I was enjoying the peace and quiet of the house thanks to Daddy taking the big girls on a Daddy-Daughter-Double-Date. (Actually, that's probably not the right term given that there's only one of him... A Polygamist-Daddy-Daughter-Date? No, that can't be right... But I digress.) I was using my time alone in the house to chat with Baby Wright (it's funny that I now feel alone when only with one child) and fold a heaping stack of the girls' laundry.

My happy helper.

At the risk of being outed as a giant nerd, I'll admit a little known tidbit of personal information: I really enjoy math. I picked up an algebra book for fun (really) a year or two ago, and it's not unusual that I fill my mind with numerical thought patterns.
So while working my way through the basket, I began doing a bit of mental math:

7 days a week x 1 outfit a day 

+ 1 pair of jammer a day [- Carter who doesn't wear jammers]

[+ Baby Wright's clothes' changes thanks to bodily fluids] [+ Carter's fashion conscious changes]

x 3 children 

=

A HECK OF A LOT OF LAUNDRY

This mathematical thought train then continued down a path of numerating my work-week as a whole. What I came up with looks something like this...

27} number of times I nursed Baby Wright.

5} number of lunches I packed. 

34} age Lindsay turned on Wednesday.

35} age I will be four months from today.

24} age we both were when we met.

6} number of times I heard an unsolicited 'I love you, Mommy.'

50} number of diapers I changed (Murphy seriously needs to get on the potty bandwagon!)

3} number of those diapers that leaked poop onto my lap.

5} number of days this week the girls argued about whose turn it was to choose a show.

5} number of days they argued about who would sit in the pink seat.

5} number of days they argued about who would should pray before eating.

5} number of days they argued about (I'm guessing I've made my point.)

10.15} number of pounds Baby Wright weighed at her four month check-up.

12.13} number of pounds Murphy weighed at the same age.

13.7} number of pounds Carter weighed. (Shocked to discover this about my tiny one!)

3} number of Cokes I've had today since I vowed to give them up.

1.5} number of hours I was successful at keeping the vow.

5} number of days I thought about exercising.

0} number of days I actually did it. (There's always next week.)

As for that heaping stack of laundry, it turned out to be

65 individual articles of clothing + 2 baby hats + 6 pairs of socks + 8 leftover socks

{But, who's counting?}