Nope, NOT ME!

It's looking like I'm having some difficulty keeping this blog thing caught up. Have no fear....Monday is here and there is plenty to report:) Seeing that Chris was out of town most of last week and I was single~moming it (yes that is a verb phrase)....not much luxury things got done. We did manage to do laundry and clean the kitchen after meal time though. Eat nutritious meals....not on your life. I don't think my kids saw anything remotely resembling a veggie last week. Well, that is a lie...Miss Priss did but that is only b/c I've been making her baby food and all I had to do was pop a veggie cube out of the freezer. Now that I think about it... did I feed the kids last week?:)

Won't you join me and McMama in her weekly "Not me!" Monday. It shows up midway down her post...but trust me, you will want to read the begining....something we can all identify with.

Yes, I feed the kids last week....oatmeal.......AGAIN. Just remember, there WAS a meal in between the two servings and of course it was ORGANIC...thus taking care of ALL nutritional needs.

We did NOT have a "name your body parts" episode before school last Tuesday. I did NOT have to for warn their teacher they were on this kick and certain names may or may not come up in class that day. It went something like this:

Setting: Mommy using the potty with two boys nearby (Oh, come on...you know you never go potty by yourself anymore these days)

Par: Mommy, you going pee pee?

M: Yes, baby, I am going pee pee...I'm a big girl and I use the potty

Pey: You get M&M's mommy?

M: Yep, I'm going to get some M&M's

Par: Mommy you have a p*n*s? (what, where did THAT come from)

M: No baby, only boys have a p*n*s.

Pey: Daddy have a p*n*s?

M: Yep, your daddy sure does b/c he is a BOY

Par: Mommy what you have?

M: Uhhhh...go ask your daddy? (I mean really...and we agreed long ago to use proper names with our kids...oh well, no turning back now)

the boys go running off to find daddy

Par: Daddy, you have a p*n*s?

D: Yes, yes I do

Pey: what does mommy have?

D: long pause....mommy has a v*g*na (me hiding around the corner laughing...he actually told them!)

Pey & Par: long pause.......and confused look on faces

Par: no, mommy has a hiney!

M: that's right boys and it sure was a lot cuter before you 3 monkeys came along! Now, lets get your bags ready for school.

***words not fully spelled out here to head off any creeps from googling thses words and our blog popping up***

***we agreed long ago to teach our kids the propper body parts when they asked. They would learn them one day anyway and also this would take a part of the mystery out of it all. God did give us different parts and they do have different names, simple as that. Someone once told us this would also help in case, heaven forbid, they were ever touched or violated in anyway. When asked to name the areas they were touched there would NEVER be ANY doubt the bodypart they named. There would have to be no clarifing what a "pee pee" or other made up name really was. It may not be for everyone, but it is what works for us.***

We were NOT those parents who took their kids out for a treat at 8pm on a Saturday night...who does that at bedtime? Fill them up with ice cream and such. I used to look at parents who did this and think...what are they thinking, those kids need to be home in bed! I've now learned that you don't always know the whole story and parents are not always entirely irresponsible...just partly:) and we now fit into that class! Chris had been out of town and we were making the most of our family time for the weekend. Ice cream at 8pm it was...besides, we had a coupon:)

On the way to get our special treat on Saturday at bedtime, my hubby did NOT have a parenting moment go bad. The boys were whining that they could not see the moon after we had rounded the corner (no, they were NOT whining b/c they were tired and it being there bedtime). Chris stated something to the affect: the moon does not come out for whining boys. When you stop whining you will see the moon again...whining stopped and we rounded another corner and low and behold there was the moon! Clearly we should have stated that if the whining did not stop we were turning the car around and going home without our treat.....BUT, WE wanted the ice cream and a family moment so off we went...bad parenting and all.

To continue our parenting gone wrong outing....we were leaving to come home (well after 9pm at this point)and Parker had to go potty....where there was NO potty around. This past week he has reverted to wetting his pants (grrrr) so I was very pleased he told me. What's a good mother to do? Drop his pants then and there in the parking lot (yes, a very public parking lot of a high end outdoor shopping center) and let him have at it? NO, NOT ME!...clearly I have more class than that! Not too worry.....he aimed at the wheel of the tire and it backfired all over me and him, getting both of us soaked! He was more wet than if he had wet his pants...BUT, we SAVED the car seat! Do I mention a cop drove by as this was taking place?

We did NOT play hookie from church the very next morning and sleep until well after 9am! Oh, it was DELIGHTFUL!

I did not keep my daughter up past her bedtime this week because it was easier to feed her when I was feeding the boys...a very late dinner. I can't even remember at this point why we were so late eating. She did NOT fall asleep in her chair while I tended to the monkeys and cleaned up the kitchen.

Miss Priss has her very own girlie PJs to wear. She does NOT wear her brothers old PJs b/c it is cheaper and well, they were own the kitchen counter from where a friend had recently returned them from borrowing them for her son.

Parker did NOT have to brush his teeth with the soap he had placed on his brothers toothbrush and then preceded to "paint" the bathroom with. This was after he had been told to stop playing in the soap...we are trying to get creative with discipline/learning around here. The consequences of disobeying mom and playing in soap....well, you put soap on your brothers toothbrush and now it is time to brush your teeth. It's too bad it has soap taste to it. Soap is not for playing, it is for washing our hands. This is going to taste bad and it did! We have had no more playing in the soap. I did let him rinse his mouth out and then brush his teeth with toothpaste like we should. Natural consequences seem to be working around here. We shall see. May not be for everyone but it is currently working for us.

The boys are NOT watching TV while I type this post....we hardly ever have the TV on and it has now been on for 4 hours!!!!! What am I thinking? They have not watching this much TV ever! It is Disney though....that makes it ALL OK right??? just like the organic oatmeal:)

A father/son moment on a late Saturday afternoon. Parker's favortie thing to do afternap time...checking the mail. Sometims he times it just right and gets to wait on the mail truck.

*UPDATE FROM LAST MONDAY*

Peyton did very well eating his corn and green beans for breakfast! Score 1 for mom! I'm not really keeping score...but just in case I ever.....:)

This proved to me that it was a discipline/obedience issue and that he really likes these items. I NEVER force me kids to eat something I know they truly do not like. They must try everything given to them and we go from there. Gladly we have not had to do it again. HOWEVER, the next night he did think it funny to spit a mouth full of grits onto the floor....off to bed he went that night ahead of his brother. We are getting there....slowly but surly my kids WILL have table manners!