My 3 1/2 year old son DID NOT come home from preschool one afternoon this week and give me a lesson in boy/girl anatomy.
I DID NOT let Buck-a-roo and Frank-o sleep in bed with me on Saturday night because Daddy Buck was out of town hunting and I am a scaredy-cat when it comes to staying by myself. Like, what exactly, were my 2 & 3 year old sons going to do to help if needed??
I DID NOT set the house alarm off this morning and send myself and my boys into a "spook"! Mind you, it was 0800am and bright, gorgeous, sunshine outside. Daddy Buck typically dismantles the alarm in the morning and remember, he was gone hunting. I was only trying to open the windows to get some fresh air into the house on a beautiful Sunday morning.
Daddy Buck DID NOT go deer and dove hunting this weekend and killed neither of the two...he killed a 150+ pound sal (hog) instead for his 1st kill!
I AM NOT obsessed with taking pictures of my children and DID NOT take 100+ plus pictures of them this weekend :~)
And, since I took 100+ pictures this weekend, I AM NOT/HAVE NOT spent the last 1 1/2, while my boys (all 3 of them) are sleeping on this Sunday night, downloading photos, cropping/editing photos, emailing photos, and blogging!!