Monday, November 3, 2008
Is it already...
Queen S was complaining of an itchy bum while out at a restaurant. In fact, it was starting to turn into somewhat of a fit. So upon inspection in the washroom, and not seeing anything alarming, I informed her we'd put some baby bum cream on it when we got home. This answer did not satisfy. The tears began to surface, and so.....I did not riffle through my black hole of a purse, and whip out a lil jar of lip balm. And I certainly did not tell her that this was a very special bum healing jelly. And, for goodness sake, I would NEVER get her to dip her finger in my LIPGLOSS and smear it all over her "sore" bum. That's disgusting! NOT ME! (And I did not stick it back in my purse instead of chucking it out....in case of a future bum incident...might I add, it worked surprisingly well.)
When Princess B was calling for Mommy for the umpteenth time since being put to bed, and wanting a "yittle sip" (insert Puss-in-Boots- melt your heart -big brown eyes here), and Mommy was way too tired to traipse down the 14 stairs and into the kitchen to retrieve a cup, I did not just go into the bathroom and grab a small bucket from the bath toys bin. (That may or may not have been slightly lined with residue of Tinkerbell bubble bath) . And after she had her tub water sip, I did not leave the bucket outside her door just in case there was another 3 am call for a yittle sip. That's gross.
I did not leave at the thrift store bags and bags of clothes which may have been still covered in baby puke and jam sandwich remnants. I did not choose NOT to wash them just to get me a few more loads out of my laundry soap. I do not have extreme guilt from doing...er...I mean, not doing this.
I did not turn around for 1.4 seconds, only to turn back and find Princess B stuffing a peanut buttered graham cracker in baby L's mouth (he's 4 months) while whispering, "It's a healthy snack baby!"
If anyone would like to share a NMM (NotMeMonday) moment, Pllllleeeeeease feel free to spit it up in the comment section!! I'd love to hear em, as I have sooo enjoyed the ones I already have received!!
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I DID NOT lock myself in my room, certainly not hiding from my 4 year old. I did NOT hear him go and tell Daddy "Mommy won't play with me because I won't stop talkin'".
Not me. No way.
jp
haha, that's great! From the mouth of babes...only the pure golden truth. :P
On Sunday morning after my shower with the kids, I DID NOT let my 2.5yr old son go downstairs looking for my husband, in only a towel, hoping he would diaper him for me. I did not realize hubby had already left early for church, thus the screendoor wasnt hook-eye locked behind him. Upon suddenly hearing the door open and shut, I did not get this horrible feeling come over me, bolt downstairs, still naked, nearly spraining my ankle. Upon seeing his towel in front of the foor and his little naked bum making its way across the parkinglot, I DID NOT pick up his towel, drape it around me and go chasing after him, naked underneath, for all the world to see!
Oh CARA! That's too much!! You rebel streaker you!
i did not keep my 6 year old home from school so that i didn't have to get dressed and drag my sorry butt out the door.....she was actually sick...... i did not promise my kids that they would never get needles if they ate thie fruits and veggies....i most surely did not give my little girl an old tooth when she was crying about losing the one that just fell out of her mouth and i definately didn't pretend that it was her original tooth.... no way....not me...
jb
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