10: Number of King’s Hawaiian sweet rolls I ate. (Who’s ready for New Year’s resolutions…)
9: Number of trips it’s going to take to the recycling center to clear out all the Christmas boxes and wrapping paper currently in the garage.
|We saved all our presents for the actual day- slightly ridiculous.|
8: Number of cups of echinacea tea I drank in an effort to rid myself of this lingering cough/cold Johnny so graciously gave me.
|Gina looks more excited than Audrey does.|
6: Number of canter laps Moe did around the tiny indoor arena before he stopped flailing and started using his hind end.
|“I am best horse! Best at flailing!”|
5: Number of times I said, “This wedding is so stupid!” to Johnny because of an email or phone call received from one of our mothers.
|From L-R: Adorable Welsh Cob Max, majestical Friesian/TN Walker Goliath, saintly TB/Belgian Sundance|
2 (dozen): Number of chocolate chip cookies baked and eaten by Johnny. (He has a serious problem.)