Not Me! Monday- #7

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I love Not Me! Monday created by My Charming Kids so I’ll take this time to reflect on what I did not do this past week. Please take a moment to visit MckMama’s blog and support her and her family during this difficult time.

Last week while picking my kids up from daycare, I did not observe another little boy playing in the toilet. Nope, I couldn’t have seen that and kind of laughed as the daycare provider frantically stopped him and cleaned him up. I then did not pause and wonder if my kids have ever played in the toilet? Hmm…

On Saturday I did not marvel at Warren’s massive poo that I found in his diaper after a long nap. I did not pause for a second in amazement as I looked at the two very different shades and realized he created this masterpiece as two different “sessions”. I then did not call my hubby in to take a look only to have Warren start peeing as soon as he arrived. This pee did not hit Warren in the chest and face. Of course not because I would never delay in getting poop off my kiddo’s little tush. Never. (sorry honey!)

On Easter my son Lucian did not have a blast pretending to be a kitty. He did not walk around going “meow”, wanting to picked up, cuddled and petted like a kitty. He did not decide to start cleaning me as I picked him up to put him on the couch with me. Of course he did not get a tasteful of my sweater as he gave tiny little licks like a kitty. And he definitely didn’t unknowingly lick my chest as he was in transition getting up on the couch. Never would that have happened and if it did, I certainly wouldn’t find myself laughing about it with my hubby and sister while Lucian was total oblivious. Not me!

On our way home from Easter dinner at my parent’s house, I did not happen to notice a bloody nose on my sleeping son. He did not wake up from this and start wiping his face so blood ended up everywhere. So then we didn’t have to stop off at the gas station and clean him up as best we could. When he was super drowsy and I carried him into the house he did not only say, “meow” a few times as I walked up the stairs and I cleaned up him before putting him in bed. I’m not wondering why he has decided to become a kitty but instead just enjoying his imagination and kitty cuddles.