My "Not Me!" Monday list for this week is extra lengthy for some reason, I'm not really sure why that is and if that's a good thing or a not-so-good thing, so without further ado:
:: I DO NOT secretly wish that every Saturday night and Sunday morning could be a "Hometown Honeymoon" for Daddy Buck and I. That would be selfish of me and I would miss my children tremendously if it were every weekend. The effects of the time alone would probably lose its appeal too.
:: Daddy Buck DID NOT finally , after a week of being MIA, find our favorite Wii CD, Wii Sports, in the DVD player right where Frank-o had put it. That kid, that kid...
:: I DID NOT spend my Friday night fetching floating poop from the bathtub because my eldest, yes I said, eldest son, Buck-a-roo pooped in the tub during bathtime. I might expect that from Frank-o, but not my Buck-a-roo...what's going on?
:: I DID NOT have more blemishes to develop on my face in the past week than my entire teenage years combined.
:: While standing wrapped in his towel following bathtime several nights ago, Frank-o DID NOT grab himself, Michael Jackson-style and exclaim, "Mommy, I got balls!"! And, I DID NOT seriously just proclaim that to the world on this here blog. But seriously, how on earth would he, a two-year old, know of such a saying? {mortified}
:: Below IS NOT a picture of Frank-o's efforts at cleaning up the toys in his room before bathtime:
:: And, I DO NOT have a new big, fancy, schmancy camera and am still using my cell phone to capture pictures in my home where the above said camera is available for use.
:: I DID NOT laugh hysterically when I saw this truck
driving down the street in front of me the other day. And, I DID NOT find the "CARS" reference to be so darn cute that I whipped out the cell phone to snap a picture of it.
Top that for a week's worth of brutal honesty, if you dare...
Head on over to MckMama's blog for much, much, much more brutal honesty...
Oh, that Mater truck is AWESOME!!!! So funny! And the balls comment...oh my. It's amazing how boys will be boys, isn't it? :) It's just innate. Just today, Ellis grabbed his and said "Wee Wee!" :)
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