What do you think? 30 or 40 maybe? 10? One and half ounces can't equate to much, right?
There are 107 raisins per box. 107 raisins! How, you may ask do I know such an obscure, but tantalizing factoid?
Because, my friend ... in a vain attempt to clean the bathrooms this morning, I gave my wee-est babe a box to eat. He, in turn decided to spread them from one end of my kitchen to the other and in my OCD tendencies while cleaning them up, I decided to count them. (I know there's a "name" for the need to count things, but I'm too lazy to GOOGLE it) Raisins in the floor, not so bad. Raisins in the floor that my darling diva decided to trample on in her muck boots, pretty darn bad. You see when those tiny bits of fun get ground into the floor, they tend to make an icky sticky mess.
Raisins in the box ... GOOD!
Raisins spread over the length of the kitchen ... BAD!
So the bathrooms are sparkling clean and the kitchen now needs a mopping.
**How did I end up with a post about raisins? I'm sure to get the Mommy BLOG of the year award with this one!