We're kind of big on countdowns around here. I feel like life is boring a lot so I'm always looking forward to the next exciting event.
(I know there's some quote out there about "todays" spent waiting for "tomorrows" that's supposed to teach me why not to be that way, but since I can't remember the quote I haven't learned the lesson.)
So these days we are counting down for a birthday.
Owen slices some paper strips. (He loves the paper cutter. I should actually give all my old credit card bills to him, no one would be able to steal my identity after he was through with them.)
The stapler takes a bit more "man" power, but he staples his links together-- one for each day until his birthday.
And every morning Owen says to me "Mom, we have to take another chain off, when all the chains are gone--then it's my birthday!"
See, doesn't that just make every day between now and then seem more fun? As opposed to today being "just another boring day," today was given a much more interesting and exciting role in our lives as being "one day closer" to Owen's birthday.
Huzzah! (That's a castle-themed yippee!)