Nope, still 'Not Me'!

Here's another list of things that I have NOT done in the last week.....

-I most certainly did NOT eat Girl Scout Cookies for breakfast this morning.

-And I did NOT hide in the laundry room to eat previously mentioned cookies so I wouldn't have to share with three little crazy ladies.

-Since I can not longer breathe while bending over to pick something up from the floor, I am NOT excited at all that my husband must now do the clean up under the table after meals.

-Oh, and it's totally Samuel's fault that I can't breathe while bending over and NOT the Girl Scout Cookies that I did NOT eat for breakfast!

Don't forget to head over to MckMama's blog to read what everyone else has NOT been doing this week.

Motherhood Lesson #390

My children are still going completely crazy. Here is more evidence...

On Tuesday, Emily put a pony bead up her nose at preschool.
Yep, one of these....Of course it got stuck. After much screaming it did come out, but I'm still amazed at why she would think putting a bead up her nose was a good idea. When I picked her up from school and asked her why she put it up there, I only got "I don't know."

But then latter that night when putting her to bed we were talking about it again and I asked once more why she put a bead up her nose. This time she said, "to keep it safe." I guess she wanted to keep it and didn't have any pockets.

Ooooo, I do believe that's another motherhood lesson....
Motherhood Lesson #390..... Always send your children to school with pockets. You do not want them to find an alternative place to 'keep things safe'!

Definitely 'Not me!"

So I really think that it's been a full moon for the last week or something because my children have gone CRAZY. Instead of telling you everything that they've done, I've decided to tell you everything that they've not done in MckMama style because of course my children are perfect and would never do anything like the things I'm about to tell you!

First of all, I most definitely did not yet out the back door last week, "Girls pull your pants up. We do not jump on the trampoline naked." My girls are little ladies and would never do a thing like that!

And it was not me who asked, "Emily, what is that lump in your booty?" , and I did not get the response of "toilet paper". So, it was not my middle child who I made go back into the bathroom to rid her britches of said lump of toilet paper.

It was not me who threw away all of the lipstick/chapstick in the house because my children most definitely did not decide that it was a good idea to paint the wall with the now discarded lipstick....my children know better than that!

And finally, it is not me who is adding an ornery boy to this group of crazy children in another four months!

Whew, that was fun ridding my conscience of all the things that did not happen this last week. You can head over the MckMama's blog to read what she and everyone else have been doing...oops, I mean NOT doing this week.

Let the knitting begin...

So the blue is growing on me!

Oh boy, Oh boy!

We're having a boy!

I am still shocked (I just knew it was another girl!) but way excited.

Now only about four more months to wait on the arrival of Samuel John.

Oh, and I really need to go shopping....I don't think Sam's daddy will let him wear pink and that's all I've got!

Toooooo-morrow,

tomorrow, I love ya.....

Yep, tomorrow is the big day.....20 week ultrasound! The girls are so excited about the 'magic camera' being able to see the baby in Mommy's tummy.

Come back here in about 18 hours and our baby #4 will have a name!

My Three-Year-Old as an Eye-Witness

Emily went with Phillip the other night to pick up supper, and she saw a girl from her preschool. When she got home and told me she saw her, the following conversation took place....

Me: Wow, you saw Ella? That's neat.
Emily: Yep.
Me: Was she with her mommy?
Emily: No, she was with her daddy.
Me: Oh, we've never met her daddy. What did her daddy look like?
Emily: (thinking for a full minute) He had a round head...(making a circle motion with both hands)...and two eyes (holding up two fingers).

Can't you just hear her as an eye witness telling the cops that he "has a round head and two eyes"? I love it!