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.



I am not about to use this post to describe to you my terrible driving.

I have never hit the back of Ryan's truck with that big yellow pole, at the gas station, that is there so you don't get too close to the gas pump.

I did not come home crying and tell him all about it.

He was not angry at all with the big yellow marks above is rear tire.

This did not happen months ago.

We did not go out to dinner for his birthday a few months later.

I did not drive his truck.

I did not run slam damn into a stop sign that was in the middle of the road... you know separating the lanes at an intersection.

I did not almost have a heart attack. I mean the stop sign jumped out of nowhere!

Caroline was not with us.

Caroline most definitely did not say for weeks after, "Mommy wreck Daddy truck. BOOM!" So much for keeping it a secret. I guess the missing side mirror was a dead giveaway too.

Ryan did not decide it was best for me to drive home from our date Saturday night.

What?

Me drive all the way home (a good 45 minutes)... IN THE DARK!!!???

I did not pray the whole way home.

I did not hold the stirring wheel so tight that my knuckles turned white.

I did not hold my breath every time a car passed.

I did not want to close my eyes every time a car passed me.

I did not get on my hands and knees and thank God that we made it home without any wrecking.

Caroline did not fall in the toilet twice this week.

Emma did not spit-up about a million gallons of milk this week.

Caroline and I did not eat a dozen Krispie Kreme doughnuts in 3 days.

I did not drink water all day yesterday to make up for it.

I did not find Caroline in the kitchen eating sugar out of the bag.




I also did not find Caroline like this.


I did not think to myself that a funny caption would be... "Passed out. What's in that bottle girl?"

Look at this sweet face. With hair all in her mouth.


Look at this little turkey nugget. I do not want to hold her and kiss her and hug her and squeeze her. Sweet little thing.



I did not just use my whole 2 hours of preschool time blogging and blog hopping.