It's been awhile since I've shared my "not me" moments. That is no indication, however, that there haven't been any :o) I did
not let Cole continue eating his snack after he spilled it in the shopping cart at Target because it was keeping him happy and quiet. That is gross. I also
never use unhealthy snacks to appease him during shopping trips. My children only eat wholesome and nutritious foods. So it goes without saying that these words have
never come out of my mouth: "Cole I'll give you an M&M if you take a bite of your carrots." That just doesn't make any sense. Kellen's crib is
not still positioned at the highest mattress level even though every time I go in to get him he is trying to climb over the edge. I mean, seriously, I always say safety first! I have
not been known to make my lunch out of "scraps" left over from my children's meals. What's wrong with a half chewed hot dog, cut up tomato and a half a slice of cheese for lunch? Why throw away perfectly good pureed fruit that shouldn't go back in the fridge again when I can mix it in my oatmeal? So I guess I better also admit that I have NEVER taken food straight from Cole's tray and put it in the blender to make a meal for K. Not me! I could not possibly be that much of a tight wad that I refuse to throw away food. Justin and I did NOT wait in line for almost 2 hours at a childrens consignment sale to get some great deals on toys and clothes for the boys. I am definately
not dragging my feet on getting serious with potty training Cole even though I'm pretty sure he's ready. Kellen has
not literally doubled in size in the last two weeks (well, ok maybe not literally) and is eating us out of house and home. I do
not ever find myself daydreaming about what we may name our next baby. I am not ready for another baby. No, I'm really being serious...I'm
not. Enough of these double negatives and implied thoughts in these Not Me! posts. I'm saying I'm really NOT ready. Oh, but wouldn't a little girl just be heaven :-D Maybe we'll name her Grayson, or Mia. Or how about Rowan or Gabrielle, and call her Gabby. And if it's a boy, maybe he'll be Beckett or Asher. I just love daydreaming about names, don't you? Ok, maybe it's just me. I'm pretty sure my husband will
not almost fall out of his chair when he reads this. I can already hear the thud. And last, but not least...I have
not gone another month without getting one single solitary professional picture taken of my second born. It's borderline neglect people.
So here are a MILLION pictures of the beach. Justin stayed home because of his work schedule, but I think he managed to still have a pretty good weekend. AHEM. He MAY have gone fishing all night long on Saturday night. I'm just saying. Cole had an absolute blast, especially with my cousin Cassidy "Cass." He didn't let her out of his sight the whole weekend, and she was so patient with him.
What's new? Well, I'll tell ya. Cole counts to ten! Not necessarily in the right order, but hey I think an imagination is good for kids. He is also getting pretty darn good with colors. I think his favorite color is orange. Jeez, could he be any more like his Daddy? He is still absolutely undeniably clinically obsessed with all things truck/tractor/train/airplane. He loves Elmo and Mickey Mouse and is getting approximately 12 teeth all at once. Ok, maybe just 4 but it seems like 12. Kellen is on the move. Not crawling, but army crawling. Why my children choose these seemingly more difficult modes of ambulation, I don't know. It's pretty cute though. Like I said he is in a MAJOR growth spurt right now and is eating more solid foods than I am. He is totally fearless and loves the bath and pool. He puts his face right in and comes up laughing. When he's in the tub, he lays right down on his belly and splashes until he's worn slam out. He's still a Mama's Boy (and I still hate it :o)). Justin's job is going well. He is much happier. The hours and schedule have been a challenge, but you can't have it all I guess. Me? I don't know. Not really anything new. I'm pretty sure I have an obsession with making lists. It's out of control. "To do" lists mostly. Grocery lists, baby name lists, home improvement lists, future goal lists, what I'd want if we were rich lists.... I just like lists. Maybe there are meetings. I really shouldn't write these when I'm so tired, it makes me wacky.


























To check out what MckMama (the creator of Not Me monday) did NOT do this week, head on over to her blog.