Ten days in Minnesota
Ten home-cooked dinners (go me!)
Ten homesickness bouts/Ten times getting over it
Ten times of opening the blinds in the morning
Ten times closing them at night
Way more than Ten times of doing dishes
Ten journal entries
Ten times tossing toys in the toy basket
Ten Skype calls
Ten times telling myself that maybe tomorrow it will seem more...natural
On another note, I've got this on my hands.
Those two little teeth have made him quite a carnivore. He's got the face for it.
RIP little Fisher Price politically correct pilot. He devoured you with much ferocity.