forgot this one until looking through picture i retrieved from the camera a few minutes ago. i did not leave only 7 measly raspberries for brad. i was not proud of myself for taking two rather than one day to devour the package. it did not take every bit of self control i could muster to not polish off the last 7 and just say how sorry i was. i am not dying for our tuesday trip to sam’s to get more.
i did not have a total junior high-ish moment this weekend at the christian bookstore. while standing in the bathroom stall with nate, who always seems to need to use the restroom at this particular store, i did not giggle (inwardly, of course) when i realized that the instrumental song playing overhead was, “it only takes a spark, to get a fire going”. i did not envision farts being lit on fire. this whole scene would not be appropriate behavior for a grown woman with two children. wasn’t me!
i did not have to admit being frustrated with my husband for not just trading in his 98 bonneville when he bought his new-to-us car. i did not think it unwise with our busyness to try to sell a car. i was not shocked when it sold in less than 24 hours after being posted on craig’s list!
jilly did not spend another entire week flailing and frustrated on her belly. she did not get mad each time i attempted to help her learn to crawl. i did not threaten to not pick her up from nursery yesterday if she didn’t learn how to crawl from the bigger kids.
i am not totally stressing about naters getting glasses. i don’t envision big battles to get him to wear them on a regular basis. i certainly have not spent countless hours playing out scenarios in my head regarding other kids being mean to him about it and how to handle it. i would never over think and over react to such an event.
a couple of not funny quotes from nate this past week:
- (after climbing off the potty) “oh no! my poop!! it not in the hole mommy!” (my response was definitely not to send him to tell his daddy he had floaters. . .)
- (laughing) “mommy, you can’t wear pants on your arms!!!” (this was his response to seeing me wear my jean jacket yesterday morning)
- (from week before) “mommy! we don’t eat paper!!” (response to seeing my lick an envelope to seal it)