Can you spy James?
The kids and I have been so strangely inactive this week, and yet such busy bodies. I'll explain what I mean with some simple stats from the week:
Number of times left front door of house: 5
Number of those times we went more than one mile from our house: 2
Destinations more than one mile from our house: play date and library
Destinations within one mile radius where we were headed the other 3 times: park and woods trail
Number of (official) crafts done: 2
I won't divulge whose pumpkin is whose; but I will say that only one of us had the creative intuition to put a mustache and freckles on their pumpkin.
Number of baking projects that James helped with: 2
almonds, oats, flax, cranberries, pumpkin seeds, coconut oil, honey, spices..mm...
Number of home runs James has scored from basement baseball: 41
Number of obscenely large forts built: 3
Number of days we stayed in PJ's until 10 am: I'll never tell
Oh, and number of blog posts attempting to make up for not blogging since last Friday: 1
I caught a glimpse of myself in the office mirror and just had to take a picture. My stay-at-home uniform: nursing tank top, leggings, droopy sweater, messy braid...sadly, this picture doesn't show the tasteful wool socks that I am also rocking.