Not Me Monday

I've been reading some friends' Not Me Monday posts for a while now and I've decided to throw my hat in the ring. This blog carnival was started by "MckMama" at My Charming Kids.

I did not get too involved in a conversation that resulted in me not watching my first-born long enough to completely miss an “incident” on a playset (that incident most certainly did not involve him peeing off the side of said playset, but I digress…). And I certainly would not punish my child for something I didn’t witness. I mean, that’s not “fair,” right? And the punishment for said incident absolutely would not have been one whole week without videos. That’s madness, right? I mean, this punishment is supposed to be worse for him than for me. What mother of 3 small children during a week with rain possibilities would consider withdrawing movie privileges? And besides, my child does not watch too many movies anyway, because that would be complete parental laziness.

And since today is our anniversary, I should probably mention that I most certainly would not wait until the night before our anniversary to buy my husband a card (or two or four). I’ve had a year to buy a card, right? Why would anyone wait until the last minute for such an important purchase that requires much thought and contemplation of exactly the right words the card should contain? (I love you, honey… thanks for seven wonderful, insane years)

With Mark on a business trip last week, I did not get lazy with meal preparation for my first-born. There’s nothing really wrong with three bologna and cheese sandwiches in three days, right? I really do care about what goes into his stomach (though the thought of those three sandwiches makes me cringe as I type this).

I did not take Micah to church yesterday without glasses or shoes. We spent good money on those glasses (and the shoes too, but there was only one to be found in the 10 minutes seconds I spent looking for them) and I care too much about his eyesight to let him go hours without them.

I wash bottles, syringes, extension tubing, etc., at least once a day, so I certainly have not gone a whole week without washing nasal syringes (aka booger-suckers). So it really shouldn’t matter that I did not use Matthew’s syringe on Micah’s nose.

And for the somewhat serious finale, I have definitely not stressed at all about Mark’s employer’s current round of layoffs because I “do not worry about tomorrow, because tomorrow will worry about itself. Each day has enough trouble of its own.” (Matthew 6:34)