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not me monday

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

i DID NOT pie the assistant high school principal on thursday night at the hs.  paige DID NOT have the winning ticket and flip out then refuse to go up and pie mr naas. i DID NOT take one for the kid...i DID NOT feel like a weirdo, but i DID NOT have a blast doing it!

i DID NOT blog every single week day this last week and i AM NOT sooooo glad to be reconnecting with my bloggy friends and fam.

i DID NOT unclog 2 toilets in 5 minutes this week.  i DID NOT think that having girls would be better in this arena than having boys, but apparently 3 and 5 year old girls do NOT have the craziest poo instances in the world!

sofia

brooke's urinalysis DID NOT come back completely clear with no traces of e coli or any bacteria for the first time in almost 2 years!  we are NOT ever so grateful for that progress.

i DID NOT teach anchorsaway...a super awesome program for hs seniors going out into the world about their faith in God and in the Bible.  i am NOT ever so blessed to have like 30 more students in my life.  wow.

jadajpg

i DID NOT fix the most amazing meal eva...that required absolutely dump and run...and the fam was NOT amazed at my talent!  it's like walking tacos in a flour shell, so i call them "sitting enchildas".  post to follow soon.

sofia DID NOT jump up on stage at the rock, our hs ministry house, and start teaching to the hs students on friday this last week.  she DID NOT say, "jesus is fun. he loves us.  jesus is a shotty."

sofia preaching

i DID NOT sit in paige's truck while she was scraping off the snow and ice...i DID NOT do it with a smile and in the heat.  it was NOT awesome!

sofia DID NOT poop in her diaper...take the poo out of her diaper and dump it in the toilet.  she DID NOT miss a big wad of a piece on the floor in her room...which she DID NOT step in and then proceed to smear off the bottom of her foot all over the wood floor.  i DID NOT walk in to see her with a wad of poo in her hand saying "look mommy, i helping you clean up."  i DO NOT love bleach...and hate that poo still is an issue in my life.

jordanandryan
and hubs DID NOT spend lots of time chilling with little man...b's birth bro.  soooo cute!

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