Two vehicles for chauffeuring.
Nine movie tickets (did you think hubby and I would send them alone?)
Seven different movie snacks.
Ninety minutes with Jack Black and Kung Fu Panda 2.
Two trips to the ATM.
Seven pairs of shoes by the front door.
Three large pizzas.
One gallon of Tang. (yes, you can still buy it and we do.)
One chocolate-on-chocolate frozen custard cake.
Two "1" candles.
Three hours of Wii and various handheld video gaming.
Seven assorted Nerf guns and requisite ammo.
Seven shrieking boys.
One hundred and ten decibels. (enough for hearing damage)
Seven sleeping bags.
Two warnings for all-quiet.
Two post-warning trips down basement stairs
One snare drum roll after second all-quiet warning.
One more trip down basement stairs.
No more Mrs. Nice Guy.
One final trip up basement stairs.
Five hours of uninterrupted sleep.
Two boxes of donuts.
Four cups of coffee (per adult)
Five goodie bags to include Twizzlers, two-foot long Slim Jim, and super squirt water blaster.
Five Thank Yous and Good-byes.
One quiet Sunday.
Happy 11th, Big Man!