At the same time Sunday night, Drew did NOT get super excited about the idea of more cereal, and make a big 'ole glorious mess while eating.
I did NOT take this slimy, sticky baby, bumbo and all, and put him on the changing table and just wipe him down with baby wipes instead of bathing him. I did NOT justify this action by telling myself that bathing babies every day will dry out their skin, and that rice cereal must be moisturizing.
I am NOT getting ready for a garage sale this weekend, meaning there are boxes and bins completely covering my house. I am NOT completely frustrated by the mess, but also thrilled at the idea that I will be getting rid of lots of stuff.
I am NOT spending my garage sale earnings on the new gas grill that I want, since my previous gas grill budget was spent on Marty's speeding-through-a-school-zone-while-talking-on-the-cell-phone ticket. I am NOT feeling like I really shouldn't buy a grill until I get my spedometer fixed, but at the same time feeling a little bit haughty that I haven't had a working spedometer for two years, and Marty was the one to get the first ticket. I am NOT feeling bad about feeling haughty about Marty's ticket, since he drives around the county every day for his job, and I drive maybe once a week.
My kids have NOT spent the morning fighting over the same three things. I am NOT about to take all three away, but knowing that if I do, they will just find three new things to fight about. I am NOT tempted to let this be a "TV on all day!" day so that I can
save my last shred of sanity get some work done.