Nope, not me!

Well I am a stalker follower of a blog HERE online that I truly love, she's so darn funny and the cutest family. I started following this one when she was uncertain if the newest baby was going to survive and, miraculously, was born with no complications that he had previously. Miracle for sure! Anyways, she has this "not me" Mondays thing and darn if it's the funniest thing ever. Now I KNOW it's Thursday and I'm way off but hang in there, I'll be done in a few minutes. I just had to share mine.

This week I did NOT accidentally put my 4 1/2 year old in the baby high chair for breakfast. Nope, I wouldn't be distracted enough to pour him a dry bowl of cheerios, plop it in the highchair, and grab the first blond kid who ran by in blue dinosaur pajamas that morning. I only realized after he started laughing at me that it was in fact the said 4 1/2 year old which explained why he was so tall when I put him in. Oops! Their heads are the same size is my only argument.

I did NOT spend 2 hours finally folding the mountain of laundry that's waited over a week on my family room couch... and no it's not always there... just most of the time. I swear I can't get ahead of the darn laundry and I think I folded 100 socks or so. Ick.

I did NOT let my kids pull out every box of toys they own and let them throw them all over the kitchen floor today. I also didn't let Alex proceed to dump a glass of water on the floor (well, I really didn't let him... he did this on his own). I also didn't take a picture of this mess and vow that when their daddy gets home HE can deal with it and make them clean it up. I'm tired of being a maid... oh wait, I wasn't supposed to admit that!

I did NOT make Alex wear underwear today despite the fact that I know he will pee/poo in them whether he's in diapers or not. Actually, I did... I am really tired of him not being trained yet. (By the way, he really just does NOT get it and this frustrates me).

I did NOT almost kill my oldest two when they got into Camden's crib during naptime yesterday... while he was sleeping... and woke him up.... screaming... poor baby. I was so angry.

I did NOT try to butterfly a boo-boo on Camden's head in hope that it would stop bleeding so I wouldn't have to go to ER and get stitches. Not me, that would be silly.... by the way it stopped finally... ick.

Well those are a few of my "I did NOT"'s for the week.

Funny story by the way, today I was sitting in the bathroom with my three kids (Ariana was going potty but apparently we needed an impromptu party in the bathroom this morning...) Anyways, Camden stepped on my foot and I said "ouch" of course. Here's our conversation.

Me: "Ouch, Camden that hurts"

Alex: "Are you okay mom?"

Me: "No honey, Camden hurt my toe"

Alex: "It's okay Mom... just take deep breaths... in (breathes in) and out (breathes out)."

Me: ((Laughing))

*This is what Ray and I do to get him to breath when he's upset and crying or wants to hurt someone... he's never used it on US though...*