not me monday

a few things me and the fam DID NOT do this last week...

brooke DID NOT ask me in the car if babies come out of mom's butts. 

me: 'p, jk and s were all born out of their bmoms bellies. 

b: 'Where was I? Was it a butt?'  

me: 'no b, you were born in brit's birth canal.' 

b DID NOT say 'i'm so glad bc being born out of a butt is just plain gross!'

the girlies were NOT out in the back yard with neighbor girls and were NOT convinced that a frozen tree monkey was on our back tree in the midwest.  ryan DID NOT go to check things out...to NOT find out that it was a seeping tree knot.

ryan DID NOT ask "do u girls remember what jesus did in last nights reading? he turned something into something." 

brooke DID NOT say: "oh, water into beer!"

i DID NOT get starbucks and leave out the donut for sofia...to which sofia DID NOT say "hey! where is my donut!" when i broke the news, she DID NOT chuck her tinkerbell at my venti saying, "no mommy!". someone is NOT spoiled on starbucks!

nana DID NOT come over and ask sofia how things were going.  sofia DID NOT say, "daddy home and I in trouble.' 

nana DID NOT say, 'oh, why?' 

sofia DID NOT say: 'i have at-tude and time out'

jada was NOT playing 'chef'. when she asked me my order, i DID NOT ask for a cheeseburger. jada DID NOT say, 'um we don't have that kind of food. we have good food.'

we DID NOT discover that when java digs a huge hole in the hot tub cover, she will also poop styrofoam in her poop.

me, ryan and p are NOT going to bigstuf, a high school week of worship, refueling and fun.  we are NOT so excited to spend time on panama city beach...despite the terrible ick that bp has put there.