RazNoggle

Hello friends and fellow Monday Sufferers. I love doing not-me-mondays because it’s such a nice break from the reality of Monday. THIS Monday, however I’m having a delicious day because Stuart and his folks took the lads over to Great-Grandparent Noggle’s home for breakfast.
So on this NOT ME Monday I did NOT sleep in till 8:30, luxuriously hogging the WHOLE bed. AAAAAHHHHHHH!
I did NOT take my time getting ready, enjoy a whole bowl of Lucky Charms without having to share a bite, and sip wonderful Santa’s White Christmas coffee. Not me.
After that comfy morning all by myself, my little mommy’s heart did NOT melt when my 14 month old saw me and came running with squeals to get a hug. I wasn’t totally enthralled in his non-stop babble as he “told” me all about his morning adventures.
Previously I did NOT give both my lads chocolate covered pretzels just to get them out of the kitchen only to find schmoozed chocolate on the living room furniture.
I did NOT totally ignore the “traditional” Christmas “feast” and feed my lads spaghetti-o’s on Christmas.
I also did NOT do 4 loads of laundry Christmas afternoon because we didn’t have a stitch of clean clothing left in our house. Ha ha!
I DID NOT enjoy one of the BEST Christmases ever watching my little lads experience the joys of giving, and especially receiving (ha ha) gifts!
Hope you all have NOT been up to lots of fun thing too!
You can read more “not-me’s” at McMamma’s site too.

I did not spend the majority of Monday morning stressing out about packing up my kids, their luggage, and all the other necessities that are needed by the four of us for a trip to spend time with my family before Christmas. Does it ever amaze you how much JUNK little people need to spend a night away???
We did not get down the road with our 2 monkeys and their baggage in tow only to see a sign that informed us of a road closure. Neither did the thought occur to us that we should then stop to get details or find an alternate route. Surely it wouldn’t mess up OUR travel plans, oh no.
We didn’t blindly continue on only to spend over an hour SITTING on the road just to get to the “top” to be told to turn around and take a detour. *sigh*
After that we didn’t dig out the map to create our own detour, and happily jaunt along our way till we saw a 4×4 truck covered in mud coming from the opposite direction. The driver of that truck was kind enough to tell us “ya can’t get there from here.” **double sigh**
After spending 5 hours on the road with our poor little children strapped to their carseats the whole time, we DID NOT arrived back where we started…. yep, home. *sigh again*
Looking for the “silver lining” in my “not me monday” as a friend of mine recently encouraged me to do, I will get to play with my new photo editing software!! I will break out the iron and make some rosettes to munch on this evening while we sit down, cozy and happy in our own home with our beautiful Christmas tree, and my awesome lads bouncing off the walls. I’m disappointed not to get to have a fabulous spaghetti dinner, made by Oma, with all the fam tonight, but I am thankful that we’re happy and safe and it’s still Christmas time!

Here it is Monday again. I’m more in the mood for a Saturday, but I guess I get what I get and I won’t throw a fit. At least not a big one.

This week I DID NOT let my one yr old walk around the house chewing on his toothbrush for several hours. NOT ME! I’m sure his little pearly whites were very sparkly by the time I pried it away from him. Well, I did try to pry it away and that was a disaster, so I DID NOT let the lad take the toothbrush to nap with him and then snag it back after he had finally “thrown it overboard” when he was done with it. I think he may need a new toothbrush.

After 3 and a half arduous months of potty training, I didn’t come to the conclusion that we all desperately needed a sabbatical from the ordeal. We certainly wouldn’t take a 2 month “break” for mental health’s sake and decide to try again later. Neither did I recruit the lad’s help to “put away” all his pull-ups and unders and break out the diapers. I didn’t tell him that when he wanted to be a big boy and go in the potty we could get them out again, but for now he was going to wear diapers like a baby. Oh, and I wasn’t disappointed when it really didn’t seem to affect him in the least. *sigh* One more “great idea” spoiled. Oh well, at least I don’t have to have the pressure of dragging him to the pot every hour and STILL washing 2 or 3 sets of clothes that he’s “spoiled” each day. Yay for not me!

I did not just shrug and let it go when my boys took every piece of plastic out of the cupboard and “made dinner” for me (wouldn’t that be nice if it was real???) and have not spent the 3 days since pulling plastic lids out of places like the Christmas tree, under the fridge, in the toy baskets and under the boys beds. Arg… After that I did NOT decide that that cupboard was now “off limits” and became the “nazi” of the kitchen to enforce the new rule. One day I’ll get the parenting thing down just in time to be a grandparent.

So what have YOU been not doing lately? You can check out more “confessions” at McMamma’s site. Happy Monday!

I did not take off for the weekend, for the express purpose of visiting my mom for her birthday then ditch her with 2 wild little boys so that I could have a couple hours peace and quiet. Not me!
I did not spend part of that peaceful time browsing through the zillions of bead selections marked 50% off at Hobby Lobby. That magical number just makes me think that I can buy twice as many and be getting a bargain! Go figure. I’d never cave in to that marketing scheme. Not me!
I did NOT spend 15 minutes in the FREEZING cold out of doors banging on the storm door and the sliding glass door because while I was packing up the car my toddler locked me out of the house! Oh no! NOT me! And it certainly wouldn’t have happened as I was packing up the vehicle to go to church with my parents on Sunday morning. And it would not have necessitated me crawling through the crack in the gate (because it was chained shut) in my LONG skirt to get to the backyard. Also I wouldn’t have found out later that one of the keys that I held in my hand would have unlocked said gate, but of course didn’t unlock the back door. So I wouldn’t have crawled back through the gate to the front of the house banging on the door, as if that would unlock it, and yelling at my son to “turn it the OTHER way” until he calmly looked at me through the window and said, “Stop screaming, Mommy.” Ha! Not me! I didn’t have a stroke of brilliance once again and crawl back through said gate to the back of the house and bang on the sliding door till 2 very curious little monkeys came back there, (only took like 5 minutes, what in the world were they doing?) and finally convince my 2 yr old to “pick up the stick” that held the door shut, very tightly I may add, because I had tried that avenue before! I would not have finally got inside the house all disheveled and very out of sorts march my boy to the front door, point at the offending lock and say, “No-no! Never touch this!!” As if he would ever remember. Not me! By the way, I was not nearly 20 minutes late for church that morning either.
Not me!

This is a rather unique not me post…. for you see, I forgot to keep track, aka write down, all of my not me moments this week. So I’ll just leave you with one.

I did not spend a wonderfully golden afternoon snapping pictures of two adorable boys instead of unpacking from our trip. Nope….

Look at this face!

I believe he was “concerned” about something

Love the light! Love the lad too!



Running to Daddy

Our little gimp

…. not me.

P.S. You can see the latest post on Stellan HERE!