This week I certainly did not get busted trying to snap a picture of a guy’s MAJOR bare-cheek moment at a gas station.
I surely would not have thrown a matching toy into the basket to appease Itty Bit when he saw what we were getting his little cousin for Christmas. And of course that wouldn’t have been another tractor… like there aren’t 50+ in the house right now…
Of course I did not eat turkey sandwiches for breakfast, lunch, and dinner yesterday because Mr. Daddy made the most golldarn delicious turkey ever (on the day after Thanksgiving… go figure).
It wasn’t me who smiled sweetly at Mr. Daddy and asked if I could hit a couple of stores with my mom on Black Friday. He would have known that meant an all-day shopping trip, right? Oh no… that man of mine thought it would be a quick little jaunt. By 5pm, that uneducated fella was thinking we were in a ditch somewhere… MEN.
It was not me who looked through every store’s supply of CARS characters. Cuz Itty Bit has enough and Mr. Daddy is convinced that I’m the one who really wants the whole collection.
It was not us who drug Itty Bit all over town doing errands today – skipping his nap and finding him asleep in his carseat… still cradling his beloved Mickey D’s.