It's that time again...time to admit, or not admit, all of the things I didn't do last week, which would be super embarrassing if I DID admit to them.
For example, I most certainly did NOT find Captain Chaos playing on top of the stove as I was helping ICE in the bathroom. I am far too responsible to let my 2 year old play unsupervised (NOTE: the stove hasn't been used in weeks, so it wasn't hot, not even close).
I also did not buy 5 different dresses for my father in law's wedding, in the hopes that one would WOW my husband. I'm very frugal, you know, and don't care what others think. Nor do I now need to return 4 of said dresses. That would simply be a waste of my shopping - I mean, lunch - time.
I did not wear high heels last week for the first time in at least 8 years, in preparation for the wedding, and curse every single step I took. I am a very elegant woman who likes to dress up and wear nice things, and heels are just part of my daily routine having 3 children under 3.
I did not accidentally drop Captain chaos on the floor while dancing with him at the wedding. I'm a very careful mother, and I never would do anything silly like that.
And worst of all, I did not get shampoo directly into Captain Chaos' eyes yesterday when he wanted to take a shower while I was. He got in, I started shampooing my hair, and he looked up at the exact wrong moment, only to get it directly in his eyes. And I did not cry with him, feeling so terrible for the poor little guy.
Phew, I feel much better getting all of those things that I did not do, off of my chest.