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It wasn’t me who cleared the dining room table by brushing the crumbs onto the floor.
It wasn’t me who handed the kiddo my vanilla frappucino on the way home so he’d quit hollering.
It wouldn’t have been me who started signing to freak the mall survey guy out so he wouldn’t ask the list of questions.
And I certainly didn’t polish off a whole bag of white cheddar popcorn during Itty Bit’s naptime.
Not me who bought a spinning light-up remote control car for my two-year-old because I wanted to play with it...
It couldn’t have been me who started patting the little guy’s mouth so his whining turned into Indian whoops ~ in the store ~ LOUDLY.
And it certainly isn’t MY kid who has been sitting in his high chair for the last hour with veggie puffs and Jay Jay the Jet Plane…
(this little NOT ME better go get him into the bathtub)