MONDAY MONDAY MONDAY...NOT ME MONDAY...
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1. It was NOT ME who fed my children cupcakes at 10:00 in the morning because I could not handle the whining. I am way stronger than that and can totally handle my children on my own.
2. It was NOT ME who decided to help my 7yr old with his hockey gear and totally took the biggest digger while trying to chase my 4yr old with an enormous bag of hockey crap. I did NOT have the largest wet snow spot on the butt of my jeans and many parents did not come up to me and say..."Where you the girl that fell in the parking lot?" Did no one think to ask me if I need help? I mean I am chasing a 4yr old in a parking lot with 90 cars! 3. When I write this NOT ME..it is not the intent to offend anyone. However, this story is just too hysterical to not share...So, here we go. Rewind back to a Friday Christmas evening at the mall. Waiting forever with children is just not fun so Erik was taking the boys to the pet store right across the way. They had gone in several times until Erik said...It's your turn. I said, OK so he held the spot in line and I trucked in with the kids again to look at the adorable puppies in the store. Again, not intent to offend anyone this is the stuff that Sitcoms are made of. Jaxon goes running off to a particular puppy and Mason is staring at this man holding a little puppy.
A man asks him "Do you want to hold this puppy?"
Mason: "NO", You have a big head and a little body.
WHAT? WHAT? Panic mode. I am sweaty...really sweaty. What do I do...I text my husband and say...Mason-Dwarf-911. My husband comes running in and we both apologize. The man was soo nice about it. We told him that we teach our children that God makes everyone in different shapes, sizes but to have a child that just GOES THERE...I MEAN HE REALLY GOES THERE!
So, my NOT ME is that It was NOT ME that gave birth to this child. NO WAY, NO HOW!!!
4. It was NOT ME who is missing my husband more than I thought I would. I now understand what he feels like when I go away on a scrap weekend. He deserves it but I am sad!
10 CHEERS from the Crowd!:
how hard were you praying for the floor to swallow you up at that moment in the pet store?! Oh my word...I wouldn't even know where to begin with that one!!!
Kids say the darndest things. Great photos. Love the one of you and the boys.
Everyone thinks my giveaway is those glassed, they love them...
Those are fabulous!
Those were great! I am cracking up at all the things your boys say and do.
Love the pictures too!
Okay, I loved the one with the dwarf, what can you do?!? BTW, we live only mere 20 minutes apart from eachother. Small little blog carnival world isn't it? Cute boys & blog!!
Oh. my. goodness...that is the funniest thing ever. I would have been tempted to yell, "Whose kid is this, anyway?!?" and look wildly around the store for his 'parents'. Sooo funny.
Love your photos - you all have beautiful blue eyes!
Oh how I look forward to those embarassing moments. Ugh!! When I was 2 we moved from Oregon to California and I had never seen an African-American before. I pointed to a man in the store and yelled, "Mommy, what's that????" I'm sure she wanted to curl up and die at that moment too!
Cupcakes for breakfast...yum! and the last pic is so great and cold looking!!
Oh my, "dwarf-911"! That got me. I have had to explain being polite so much that my 5 year old says, "I know what we aren't allowed to say. We can't say, "Shut up" and we cannot tell someone that they are fat. (Oh, I have bad memories of him saying that to a total stranger!)
When Matt was three he asked a Wal-Mart greeter "Why are you a midget"? And her reply to him was "why are you white?", because she wasn't... yeah, not taking credit for him either LOL Happy NMM!
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