Not me! Monday

Welcome to Not me! Monday, where we can be brutally honest and live to tell about it.

First, let me start off by saying that this is not my son! Nope, I would never let my child go out in public looking like this. We are always well dressed and would never do anything out of the ordinary and draw attention
to ourselves.



This is not my middle son either...nope, when we sign up to play team sports, we pay attention at all times and would never be spinning around or dancing while playing in the outfield.



This is not him either, remember, we pay attention!



And having children of your own, most of you will not ever guess the sequence of events that happens next...







Nope, that was not the cutest puppy (or excuse me...DOG, as Tutti-Frutti calls every small animal he sees, sometimes large ones too...) that we have ever seen...nope, I did not let my sweet baby put his finger near the cutest puppy in the world's face...nope, cutest puppy in the world did not bite my sweet baby on the finger with his razor sharp teeth! What kind of mother do you think I am...and to even think you people thought I let it happen OR take pictures...I am offended! :0)

Now back to the regularly scheduled t-ball game, in progress...batter up!



While wearing his brother's batting helment, Tutti-Frutti did not (on several occasions) nearly fall over backward because it was the helment was too heavy. Nope, we would not let our baby toddle around with a heavy batting helment on, in hopes of getting a good shot!



I am not so far behind on blogging that I could easily put up lots and lots of Easter pictures (Christmas for that matter, if there were not other people's children in them) and not run out of pictures for a very long time. Nope, I am on top of the blogging game and always post pictures within minutes of taking them!







This is not what the poor baby had to do while everyone else was coloring eggs. Nope, he particpated right along with us, we leave no one out!



The mighty egg brigade...







Nope, no Easter pictures here...never...a month late...



This dog did not bite...



Oh yea, and this little creature WILL NOT be turning 5 on Wednesday. Nope, he is still my baby, no matter what he says. Which by the way did not go something like this...

Me: "I cannot believe my baby is turning 5 on Wednesday, I do not want you to turn 5, I want you to stay my baby forever."

Boog: "No, I wanna turn 5. I'm getting taller."

Me: "I do not want you to get any taller, I want you to stay the size you are you are right now."

Boog: "Well, that is just how it works!"

Me: "Well, alrighty then...I guess you can turn 5."



Oh and before I forget...I have not been following Scott Baio (I LOVE SCOTT BAIO) on Twitter for awhile, I have not tweeted him on occasion and THERE IS NO WAY THAT HE HAS ACTUALLY TWEETED ME BACK ON NUMEROUS OCCASIONS! Since that did not happen, my heart did not skip a beat and I did not almost nearly die!!!!

Now, run on over to MckMama's and see what everyone else has not been doing lately...

Happy Not Me'ing...