Seriously, NB just tried to say that word!
(They are watching Elmo's Potty Time video)
I cannot believe all the things that are coming out of his mouth....yes, no, outside, slide, applesauce, Cerys, the "letter sounds" of a,b,c,d,h,j,k,l,s,t,w,x, and z....
And PJ5's latest new songs he likes to sing are:
I am Bound for the Promised Land
Behold, Behold, I Stand at the Door and Knock
Deep and Wide
Everybody Ought to Know
Do Lord
and many others
5.13.2009
5.11.2009
Not Me Monday
Welcome to Not Me! Monday! This blog carnival was created by MckMama. You can head over to her blog to read what she and everyone else have not been doing this week.
This week...
I did not get teary-eyed when I heard my 2-year-old saying the letter sounds along with the "letter factory" video. (At first, I thought it was my 5-year-old)
I was not told by my doctor to gain some weight, and eat snacks loaded with calories and protein.
I did not get a bull's eye on my first two tries with my husband's .357 handgun when we went target shooting. I also did not go target shooting on a date with my husband, and it was not the first time we have done this in almost 8 years of marriage. (And he did not brag to a few people the next day about his wife!)
I did not plan my Wal-mart trips around whether I wanted to let PJ5 have chicken nuggets, because it's easier to give in than to push a cart through the store with a hollering 5-year-old.
I did not stay up until 2 AM Sunday morning reading a book that I have read at least 20 times. And the title of the book did not begin with "Anne".
I was not tempted to throw the phone out the window when it interrupted my very, very short nap this afternoon.
And I am not double-scheduling myself for things I want to do in the next month. I would never do that.
This week...
I did not get teary-eyed when I heard my 2-year-old saying the letter sounds along with the "letter factory" video. (At first, I thought it was my 5-year-old)
I was not told by my doctor to gain some weight, and eat snacks loaded with calories and protein.
I did not get a bull's eye on my first two tries with my husband's .357 handgun when we went target shooting. I also did not go target shooting on a date with my husband, and it was not the first time we have done this in almost 8 years of marriage. (And he did not brag to a few people the next day about his wife!)
I did not plan my Wal-mart trips around whether I wanted to let PJ5 have chicken nuggets, because it's easier to give in than to push a cart through the store with a hollering 5-year-old.
I did not get snippy with my husband over the phone when I realized that after him being gone for 9 hours on Saturday, I was still going to be husband-less for another 2 hours, and consequently have to bathe and put to bed the boys by myself. And I did not almost immediately regret my shrewish-ness and remember to be thankful that I have a husband that actually comes home every night.
I did not stay up until 2 AM Sunday morning reading a book that I have read at least 20 times. And the title of the book did not begin with "Anne".
I was not tempted to throw the phone out the window when it interrupted my very, very short nap this afternoon.
And I am not double-scheduling myself for things I want to do in the next month. I would never do that.
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