Not Me Monday

My "Not Me's" are short but sweet this week... Well, sweet wouldn't be the best description for the last one, but, oh well!

I did not eat my entire weight in sweets over the Fourth and live to tell about it. And I'm not thinking that I should be doing sit ups RIGHT NOW to help combat said eating binge!

My children were most certainly not left unsupervised for a few short moments so I could talk on the phone. And, if they were to have been left unsupervised, I never would have returned to find that (hypothetically speaking, of course) Cash had found a just-changed Holden poopy diaper and emptied the contents through my hall. Never would my sweet children do something like that!

And, if the above would have happened, I surely would have thought to photograph the evidence for blackmail in the future - actually, I wouldn't have... it's embedded into my memory - and most likely my carpet as well!