"Not Me!" Monday

Welcome to "Not Me!" Monday. This blog carnival was created by MckMama. You can head on over to her blog to read what she and everyone else have not been doing this week.

It was NOT me who was running late, and after NOT listening to baby chicklet whine for a cookie, told her to eat the one in her car seat. I also did NOT argue with the sweet princess over the time it was in the car and then lie and tell her it was perfectly fine to eat all the while knowing it had been there two days. AND I did NOT secretly find great humor in the "wool over the eyes" when she announced it was yummy!

In my head I was NOT thinking “here we go again” after the male chicklet

twisted his ankle during his basketball game. I was a caring, patient, doting mother who, while holding an ice pack on his leg, was NOT thinking of the ridiculously LOUD noises he makes while hopping around rather than using crutches. (Can you tell we’ve been here before?!)

I’m NOT at all anal about the picture sizes & spacing in my blog posts. I have NEVER spent one hour revising it. That would just be a little OCD, and I’m gonna leave that to Pumpkin.

After watching our neighbor’s 2 year old, precious little B, scratch her booty and hearing her mommy, extremely sweet, very pregnant, disgustingly beautiful Kate, tell me of poor B's butt issues (itchy, scratchy, eczema looking), I did NOT tell precious little B to pull down her pants so I could see. Since we were sitting outside on the sidewalk, I most certainly did NOT then yell at baby chicklet to come and let ESVPDB Kate see HER butt. We did NOT then stand them side by side in the STREET to compare their little hineys. And by NO means would both children do so without a second thought. These types of thing are totally NOT the norm around here!

I did NOT force persuade KK to wear this adorable outfit

because I had worked COUNTLESS hours on it and wanted to selfishly enjoy the fruits of my labor show everyone how adorable she is. I did NOT tell her the cheerleaders would put her up in a stunt if she wore it so everyone could see her how even her hiney showed school spirit!

And I did NOT tell her that Westie (the mascot) would come and give her a special high five and tell her how her outfit was the cutest outfit EVER and was way better than some bland 'ole cheerleading uniform.

I did NOT hunt down Brittney & Westie

once we finally got there to beg them to be my partners in crime do me a small favor.

I did NOT tell my eldest chicklet if she didn’t put KK up in stunt I would not revise her English paper and make her have to go to the DREADED Dr. Kohn (evil, pure evil)! When she vehemently protested politely declined and said they may not have time, I did NOT tell her she was the captain, to pull rank and MAKE IT HAPPEN. NOR did I hunt down Westie when we got there and BEG to him help a momma out! Bribery and extortion are so NOT my thing!

I have NOT been a busy girl!

"Not Me!" Monday

https://jayefamily.blogspot.com/2009/02/welcome-to-not-me-monday.html

NBA – watch out

‘Cuz here comes Tripp! Now let me tell you about my middle chicklet. He is a GAMER. He hasn’t met a sport he doesn’t excel at. He is a natural athlete and has been since the first time he picked up a ball. He loves basketball and despite the lack of height in his genetics (poor baby) insists he’s going to play in the NBA. If it boils down to sheer will power, he WILL make it.

BUT in order for him to succeed in sports we’ve had to work really hard to get his behavior under control. He has ADHD, but his symptoms are not those you hear about every day. Tripp has always been very quick to anger and boils over with frustration; he’s very emotional and quick to tears. He expects PERFECTION from himself. We, his very loving, ever patient sometimes patient parents, only expect him to do his best. He wants more. He always wants more. One day, this will serve him well. Right now, let’s just say it’s a work in progress.

He’s SO much better now. Medicine, after countless months of experimenting, and maturity (Tripp’s M&Ms) have helped more than I ever thought or hoped.

I’m so very proud of our male chicklet.

Now – on to the game.

While baby chicklet looked on….

Our male chicklet dribbled.

He hustled.

He blocked.

He assisted.

He broke away.

He posed. (Sorry, coach!)

And he had FUN with his team!

He was AWESOME! He scored a 3 pointer!! He had a great game….UNTIL one of the kids on the opposing team thought it was a hockey game and checked him into the score table. He was down for the count. Mama chick was a bit skeered for a minute when I thought he hit his head. No brain injuries, thank goodness, but he twisted his ankle.

Guess who was the lucky one to get to call his travel BASEBALL coach and tell him that Tripp wouldn’t be available for tomorrow’s scrimmage? You’ve got 3 guesses and the first two don’t count! Yepper – ME!! So, I’m praying for healing hands tonight and hoping it will be all better in the morning!

Look at that angel basketball player!

Isn’t he handsome?

Did I already say how proud I am of him???

NBA – watch out

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