Not Me! Monday.

Here we are again… Monday.  What better way to begin the week that sharing with one another all of the things that did not happen to us in the past week!  Of course, McKMamma is the hostess, head on over there if you wanna see more!

 

I think I have at least one moment for each child this week…

 

Kiahna was not found eating snow off of a snow mask after her brothers came in from playing outside…

 

She didn’t get up out of bed while I was laying with Jadon during our naps, try to clean up the kitchen for me… by putting the left over potato soup into a bowl… and spraying cleaner all over the floor, table, and windows… Nope.

 

It didn’t take me two weeks to finish her yarn braids again, and there are not 85 braids this time, the length was not determined by the actual length of her hair!  (it’s getting so long!!)

 

Jadon didn’t crack me up over and over again with his funny comments, sweet sayings, and amazing heart this past week… He was not puzzled (and very serious) about how Abby’s picture got in our computer… this was not the conversation I had with him…

 

Me:  Are you going to pray for Abby tonight?

Jadon:  Does Abby know me?

Me:  No, I don’t think so?

Jadon:  So how did she get on our computer?

Me:  uh… uh…. uh…. it’s called Internet. 

 

Jadon was not taking our dog Jack on a magic carpet ride this week…

 

I didn’t receive one of those precious “Dear Mom” letters from Lucas this week… you know the ones.  This one wasn’t extra special to me, because it isn’t even my birthday, mother’s day or anything!  He chose to write me, a friendly letter…

 

He didn’t end it with… “P.S. you still owe me a quarter”.  We didn’t have the following conversation…

 

Me:  I owe you a quarter? 

Lucas:  Yes, don’t you remember from that game I bought?

Me:  I owe you a quarter?

Lucas:  Yes,  the game was $49.95.  I gave you my $50.  And you never gave me my quarter back.

Me:  Lucas?  What is 50 minus 49.95?  And have you ever heard of a lovely little thing called sales tax?

Lucas:  oh, 5 cents… but you still owe me a quarter, I’ll deduct it from the sales tax…

Me:  **eye rolling**  let’s go do your flash cards again.

Leah isn’t still patiently waiting to have a party for her birthday with her friends… I didn’t let her have one friend over anyway this weekend…  They didn’t make giant chocolate chip cookies, smother them in whip cream & chocolate… and get belly aches…

 

 

I am not sure that James and Zach are just plain lacking nerve endings, or common sense…  Nope, Not me.

 

Neither of them would have been caught outside in shorts this week… nor would they have decided to go outside during a wind chill advisory, on a day so cold school had to be canceled, and ride four wheelers.  They would never travel over to our church parking lot, 3 miles away, in the negative 30 degree temps… to do donuts.  I didn’t feel sorry for one of their friends, who absolutely wasn’t wearing my coat, and decide not to take pictures.

 

They didn’t try to tell me that wind chill advisories were only scare tactics… and they didn’t refuse to admit being frozen when they returned.

 

I was not worried about them at all while they were gone.  Nope, Not me.  I wasn’t watching for them out the window, praying, and calling neighbors to see if they had seen them.  Nope.  Of course, none of this was happening in the darkness either.  And I most definitely didn’t find out a day later that James fell off his 4 wheeler in the dark, snowy, parking lot.  Nope. Not Me.

 

James and Lucas (another time, this week)

 

Lucas looking cute, (yep, that would be the ski mask Kiahna was enjoying)

 

 

And Last, since it is so freeing, and since so many of you totally would never do anything like this either.  And the last time I confessed this you were loving it… So, just for you, I totally didn’t serve cottage cheese that was expired in October to my family… It surely wasn’t still sealed, and  smelling fine.  When they gobbled it up, I didn’t find that I couldn’t get past the date on the container myself, and not have any.  Nope Not me!

Pam