I love Not Me! Monday, created by My Charming Kids, so I’ll use this chance to share what I did not do this past week. Please take a moment to visit MckMama’s blog and see what she has not been up to lately.
Last week, while driving our car instead of the minivan I’ve grown accustomed to, I did not arrive at my destination and try to lock the doors with the van’s keyless entry. When I got home and tried to open the trunk, I certainly didn’t suddenly hear *beep* *beep* *beep* and watch the van’s back door rise on its own. Nope. I didn’t do that.
I also didn’t get overly enthusiastic while helping my three-year-old pull up his pants after using the restroom and accidentally flip him onto the floor. Oops. If that had happened, we both would have laughed about it. Not that I’m admitting to it, of course.
The biggest “Not Me!” moment of the week didn’t happen while I was getting my youngest some juice and turned my back for just a few seconds. Those few seconds are apparently all he needs to discover something disastrous and dump it all over the kitchen floor. Can you guess what it was?
If you guessed oil, give yourself a gold star—you’re brilliant! Yes, Warren did not pour half a bottle of canola oil onto the floor with lightning speed. And there isn’t a part of me that’s secretly grateful it was only half a bottle and on the floor rather than all over him. Well, I’m sort of grateful, anyway…