Not Me Monday....

Since I am terribly busy doing, well more important things today, my Not Me Monday post is going to be a short one. Check out MckMama's blog to join in!

When Judah spit up, I did not move my whole body so that it would mostly land on my shirt and not on the carpet. Even though it is much easier to change shirts than to get out the carpet cleaner, that is just crazy and would be weird to try and get spit up on your clothes, right? And I definately would not forget that said spit up was on my shirt and wear it for a whole day, only to change it right before my hubby got home when my daughter told me I "stink like frow up." I mean, I know the full make up and hair is out the window, but leaving spit up on my clothes all day only to have my three-year-old tell me I smell? I would never do that!

I love my kids and I love to keep them busy, so I would never have them doing art projects for any other reason other than the joy of seeing them create. I definately would not have them make over 50 cards for me to take to the nursing home on Saturday. It did not keep me busy trying to find new ways for them to make more cards, so we did not try every tecnique under the sun, like painting with sponges, brushes, even potatoes (don't ask) to keep them interested.

When we went to the nursing home, I did not bring my stroller in hoping to keep hands and mouths off of my baby, only to be overwhelmed with guilt when the ladies all gushed over him. I then did not promptly take him out of his seat, plop him in the laps of at least 6 different ladies, and watch as they all touched and kissed my baby boy. As I put my little man in the bath that night (smelling slightly like saliva and perfume), I did not have to repent for trying to be selfish with the little blessings I get to enjoy on a daily basis. Seeing their happiness as they enjoyed our children did not make me want to go there at least once a month, just to see them hold and kiss my babies and bring a smile to their faces.

My lovies.....

On Valentine's Day, I asked the twins if I could get a picture of them kissing their baby brother. This is how our mini photo shoot went......




And this is how many pictures it took to get a good one....










Judah's face is priceless. He was just wondering what in the heck I was trying to do. I love them...

Not Me Monday....

Its Monday, and time for MckMama's Not Me Monday blog carnival! Head over to her site if you want to join in.....

This week, I did not finish reading a 342 page book in two days because I wanted to see how it ended. This does not mean that I read the book whenever I had a spare minute, like in the bathroom, in the car, and one time, in the shower. That would be crazy and a mom like me does not have that kind of time to spare so I definitely did not do that.

I did not eat granola cereal for lunch almost every day last week because I was too tired to make a "real" lunch after making and feeding the kids, changing them, and putting them to bed. Writing this does not make me want to have granola cereal again today....

I did not laugh so hysterically at a movie I saw with a friend that people were looking at me in the theater and wondering if I was okay. I do not spend nearly every waking minute with children under the age of 3, and I do not forget how act in public sometimes, especially when watching a funny movie with other adults.

I would never be suckered into buying girl scout cookies when coming out of Sam's Club, especially when I already ordered two boxes from a friend's little girl. Samoas are not heaven on earth and I definitely would not stock up so I can enjoy them with coffee and get a chocolate fix. I also would not hesitate when the kids asked me for some today after lunch. I love my kids and would never begrudge them Girl Scout cookies, and I would not even think about trying to bribe them with vanilla wafers instead. I mean, that's just crazy, right? (p.s. they are all too smart, so it was girl scout cookies all around today. sigh....)

My Valentine....

It is that day of the year again. The one that makes the florists cringe and sweat just thinking about the amount of work today will bring them. Today, grocery shopping with Evalyn, I saw the store filled with men making that last minute dash to buy something that would keep them out of hot water when they got home. It made me laugh, watching them spend ridiculous amounts of money and trying to take off the Stop and Shop stickers in the parking lot!

Since we have been married nearly five years, we no longer get caught up in the Valentine's day hoopla. We usually do go on a date if we can, but prefer to go out before or after and avoid the huge crowds. Its just not that big of a deal. This was not always the case. Our first Valentine's day together was such a huge disaster!

We got engaged 4 months after dating, so this Valentin's day was the first one as a couple and as an engaged couple. I just knew he had something special planned. I spent weeks thinking about what I was going to do. I got him special cologne, had the bottle engraved with "I love you, babe," got up at 2 am to go to his apartment and decorate his car with Valentine's stickers, and sent balloons and a "manly" plant to him at work. He asked me to come over that night for a date, so I got all dressed up and knocked on the door. He answered the door in sweats, turned and walked into the kitchen and said "Oh by the way, there is a rose for you on the counter. The store got some for the girls at work, and there was one left so I brought it home for you." I simply turned around, slammed the door, and went home and bawled into my pillow. A little while later, Isaac came to the house and wanted to talk to me. I was so furious that I had a hard time listening to what he said. He told me that he didn't have money to get anything spectacular or to take me out with since we were spending our own money (well, mostly HIS money) on the wedding. He felt really bad, so he just got stuff to cook me dinner and was planning on getting me a gift after he got paid. We worked it out, and had a nice quiet dinner at home.

Here it is, five years later, and I now understand something I did not know then. Love isn't about how much money you spend, how great your gifts are, how fancy the dinner is. It is about those moments that make up your life together. Our wedding day, finding out we were expecting, then finding out we were having TWINS, having him beside me when our babies were born (and looking like a train wreck), having him hold me up when I went through the loss of my dad, staying up all night with a sick baby, being able to argue and know that he will still be there in the morning, seeing me at my worst and loving me anyway. He is someone that I can be completely myself with. He makes me feel safe and secure knowing I have him in my corner. He is the only one that is just as excited as I am about our kids accomplishments and funny stories. I wish I would have understood on that Valentine's day five years ago, just how much he would love me, how much he would give me, and how much greater those gifts would be than flowers or chocolates. I sit here today knowing that I am truly loved by a man that still makes me heart skip a beat and can melt me with his smile. I am so very blessed.....

Friday Funnies

Gavin has been potty training for the last month, and Evalyn has been the supportive big sister, getting excited any time he goes in the potty. She has been potty trained since she was 2, so she is an expert and takes on a very "mothering" role in his success. Yesterday, I was trying to explain to him how boys pee standing up. He has been to the bathroom with daddy, and really wanted to try it. I talked to him about his "aim" and how we wanted to try and get it all in the toilet. He lifted up the toilet seat and started peeing "just like daddy." Evalyn was brushing her teeth and observing our whole exchange. She then looks at me and says, "Its just like the squirting game at Chuck E Cheese, huh mom?"

Sweet baby Cora

I just read that baby Cora passed away today. My heart aches for her mom and dad. Please keep them in your prayers as they walk through the valley.

I love Jesus, but I drink a little....

Funniest.thing.ever.

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 did not drop Judah when I was trying to get him out of his baby carrier yesterday. I am very careful with my children and would never do something so completely stupid. I then did not take him to the ER and have them look over every bone in his little body, do a CT scan, and cry so hysterically that the nurse asked me if this was my first child and that maybe I should wait in the examining room while Isaac took him in for the scan since I seemed a little "overwhelmed."
I am not still crying while I write this, thinking of my poor little boy and the scrape on his nose.

My daughter did not tell me that she was going on a "date" with her daddy today just like "true Love's kiss" (Enchanted) and that she was going to come home with "a wedding ring." She does not watch too many princess movies and her dad and I do not tell her at least 5 times a week that she cannot get married until she is 30.

I did not dance with my husband at a friend's wedding this weekend and smile ridiculously because he was the hottest man in the room. I do not act like a fool for him after almost five years of marriage. His dimples definitely do not make me melt and I assure you I would not admit that on my blog of all things.

I am not saving a whopping $20 a week in diapers that my son is no longer using since he is COMPLETELY potty trained after three and a half loooong years. Oh wait, I think I AM!