Not Me! Monday-cell phone picture style!

Welcome to Not Me! Monday!

Where we get to air all our dirty

totally clean laundry from the past week.

Created by MckMama over at

My Charming Kids

as a way to ease all the mommy guilt-

without really fessing up to anything!

Join in, read along, then hop over to MckMama's

blog and read what she and all the other

moms have not been doing this week!

So, this week I am not going to share with

you the fun of going out and about with my brood.

Not that there's anything at all to talk about.

Like, Jacob, for instance. He's totally all boy, all the time.

He would never put on hula apparel at Target-never

encouraged by Sydney-and dance down the aisles doing

the hula. He's so not in touch with his feminine side!

And since he would never do this, I certainly would

never take a picture of it with my phone

(since I have my camera with me everywhere, right?)

and then I would refuse to post it on my blog for the world

to see! Hula on, my handsome boy, and keep

giving me pictures to not show your future wife!

Cause I would never embarrass you like that!

While eating at Chick-Fil-A, we don't enjoy the free
Cheerios they have available for the little ones. While
munching on these yummy Cheerios, if a big sister-
not naming any names Ashton-
decided to lick one and stick it on a sweet Emmie's forehead,
I would absolutely not allow it to stay there the duration
of the time we were there because I didn't think
it was totally hilarious. I also wouldn't take pictoral evidence of
said Cheerio and never post it here
because I am sure that none of you would ever want to see such
horrific abuse of a cheerio beautiful baby girl.

Lastly, while perusing through Wally World, I would
never park a buggy containing my two year old close enough to
any shelf for him to be able to reach anything on it. I would also
never be paying so little attention to that particular buggy
(I mean come ON, I literally have 3 buggies people!)
that my two year old could have time to grab himself a box of
day old, reduced, jumbo blueberry muffins,
get them open, and proceed to eat HALF of one before
I realized he was saying repeatedly, 'I dot boo-betties, momma!'
Pay no attention to the half-eaten muffin in his other hand.
It is only an illusion.

And this is still not him eating his, while now offering me one.
OMGosh, I can't turn my back on this kid for a second!

I totally did not repackage the remaining muffins,
and at Ashton's recommendation
after tasting Noah's, did not go pick up another box
to go along with the one we already had.

My cell phone has never come in handy is these situations,
you know, cause they never happened.
Life with my 5 is NEVER dull.
And that's the truth. See you next week!
TTFN,