Not Me Monday
Today, I did not tell my first born son that I would not move to Hawaii to live near him if he got married and lived there someday. No, not me, wouldn’t do that in a heartbeat, I would never be that spiteful with one one my children. I absolutely did not carry a huge chip of anger on my shoulder, and bark at him all day, finding fault when there wasn’t any to be found, making things worse.
I did not forget to set my alarm correctly for this morning, thereby causing my second born son to be running late and barely have 10 minutes to scavenge breakfast in the cafeteria. I am always far more organized than that. I also did not tell troll baby that the boobies were “all gone,” just to have her kiss me and say, “eeese” (please) because it’s so darned cute and I needed the pick-me up. I would never, ever have such a such a snarky impulse with an almost 17 month old. I am far too mature for that!
I am sure there are no more “not me” moments that I didn’t do today, but I am too pooped to spill all the beans. I did see that about 280 other mom’s over at McMama’s blog had some “not Me” moments, so head on over and see what they weren’t up to today.
