Has there ever been a riddle that left you scratching your head? This one is for you, then! Look at the following image and see how many squares you can count.
We made use of a handy tool called Doceri to assist us with the square counting. It made it possible for us to visually monitor the squares while we were counting them. Really nice, huh?
It’s your turn now! Look at the picture for a moment and count the number of squares you can identify. These kinds of puzzles can be fairly difficult, so don’t worry if it takes you a few tries. And never forget, it’s acceptable to respond differently than others. The allure of riddles lies in that!
If you’re feeling very daring, how about making a video answer and sending it our way? We would love to see your approach to solving this difficult challenge and your thought process. So feel free to demonstrate your puzzle-solving abilities!
Who can solve this square problem, let’s see! Wishing you luck!
I Fainted during a Family Gathering Because My Husband Won’t Help with Our Newborn to Let Me Sleep
My husband and I were meant to be a team when we welcomed our first child, but he turned on me. Recently, I experienced one of the most embarrassing and eye-opening moments of my life. Let me backtrack a bit. My husband, Jake, 29, and I welcomed our beautiful daughter, Tilly, three weeks ago.
Whenever I ask Tilly’s father for help, he says, “Let me relax; my paternity leave is so short.” I’ve struggled alone with sleepless nights, and things went too far last Saturday during a family gathering. As the party progressed, Jake was busy telling everyone, “I needed this paternity leave because I couldn’t imagine how much more exhausted I would have been working AND taking care of the baby.”
Exhausted, I fainted right there in the middle of the party. I awoke to concerned family members and Jake’s frown. He later exploded at home, annoyed that I embarrassed him, accusing me of making him “look bad!”
Just as I was about to leave for my mom’s place, my in-laws arrived with a professional nanny they had hired. “She’s here to help with the baby and to teach Jake about caring for her,” my MIL explained. They also insisted I go on a spa retreat for a week.
Overwhelmed by their kindness, I immediately agreed. The week was blissful and helped me recover. Back home, the changes were remarkable! The nanny had put Jake through a rigorous “baby boot camp.” He learned to change diapers, cook baby meals, soothe a crying baby, and manage a sleep schedule. Jake greeted me with a heartfelt apology, having sold his vintage guitars to pay for the nanny and my retreat, showing his commitment to our family.
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