I did not head to Sam's Club in paint-stained sweat pants, white t-shirt and unwashed hair ponied up with tennis shoes so that I could pretend that I was the just-finished-working-out-mom-running-a-quick-errand-on-the-way-home-from-the-gym instead of the too-lazy-to-give-a-darn-mom that I actually am. Did it work? Did I pull off the rouse? Not sure, don't care. What?!?! Really?!?! Nope! Not me! I would never go out in public without the 1 1/2 hour long grooming ritual that I do everyday. Personal appearance- and what other's think of me- is always on the top of my priority list. After all, what other's think of you completely determines one's self worth, right? Right? (crickets...)
I did not make my family wait for an hour after church with empty bellies and crabby attitudes so I could fix them a nutritious lunch. I did not spend that hour talking to Dave about how the boys need to eat a more nutritiously balanced diet. I did not serve C. Kraft Mac & Cheese and a hot dog for lunch today. Nope, not me! I'm always following through on doing the right thing- expecially when I've just had a serious conversation with my dear husband about it. I am not consistently inconsistent.
I did not drag my two boys through a Hallmark store on the Saturday after Thanksgiving. First, I would never brave the crowds with two children in tow, and second I would know better than to bring them to a Hallmark store. Everyone knows that little boys cannot keep their hands to themselves, and bringing them to a Hallmark store is like bringing a bull through a China shop. Not me! I would never to that! Not to myself. Not to the boys. Not to the poor Hallmark store owners.
A few things I did not say this past week:
- Um...A., I know you want to help daddy pick up Molly's poop. Um...yeah, he uses gloves and a baggie to pick them up. Yes, I know...that one was still warm. Let's go find a sink with lots and lots of soap. Now...where did daddy put the finger nail clippers?
- C....just because you could see her butt crack when she bent over, doesn't mean you need to put your finger in there.
- C. did not say, "Time out sucks." When I put him into time out last night....at our small bible study.
Ok, that's enough for this week. Check here to see what everyone else has not been doing.