Our family's journey through life

Now that I have been trying to make more of an effort with this whole blogging thing I thought I would join in the  "Not me" Monday once again. Feel free to join me and others over at Mckmama''s 
Early last week I may have made a promise to you that I would blog every single day until Christmas. I might of already missed a few days but who's really read's this blog to take notice,anyways.
I haven't fantasied about throwing water balloons off my balcony at my loud mouth" interesting" neighbors at three in the morning. YES they are out in the court yard smoking their nasty cigarettes early early in the mornings parting their life's away. Every day when I walk outside I don't find twenty hundred cigarette butts laying around.I haven't been counting the days until our lease is up and we can move.Only 365 more days to go! Nope not me I love living here in the ghetto.
While my father in law,hubs and Mr.Owain camped out I did not sleep inside my father in law's king size bed in his guess room. I would never choose a bed over a tent. Not me!


I don't have baby envy. I haven't been looking at Mr.Owain's pictures of him when was so new and little and wishing that we could go back to that moment just so I could smell his newborn scent and cuddle with him all day and night.

Every time I see a newborn or a pregnant lady I don't get a little  jealous wondering when it will be our turn. I want our little  family to grow and make Owain a big brother. Nope it's not my clock ticking for baby number two! Not me!
On a rainy day I would never let my two and half year old have complete control of salt,water and a few spices and let him mix them up in the kitchen. I did not have salt and among other things all over the counter and floor it did not tickle me pink to see him having so much fun while making a complete mess.Not me me!

I may or may not of eating almost not quite a whole box of Oreo cookie in a matter of three days. Oh heavens not me!  I don't indulge in  sweets when I am under enormous amounts of stress.Not Me!

When my husband came home with a dozen red roses hidden behind his back I did not act surprised. I kinda could tell he was up to something with his devilish little grin and one hand behind his back. Even though we haven't celebrated this silly hallmark day in years. A couple of Valentines ago we agreed we  wouldn't participate  no more.Why? When we could be each others  Valentine any day of the year. I really have an amazing husband. Love you babe.Happy Valentines day today,tomorrow and always....365 days a year....

My little man (a..k .a Owain my first and only born) would never throw his whole entire plate of mac and cheese. Not my little man.While cheesy noodles fly to the ceiling before hitting the wall some sticking most landing on our carpeted dining room.I hear an almost devilish laugh "heehaaaheeehaaaaaa...it crashed mama" I had him help me pick up the mess instead of putting the now dirty mac and cheese (I have 2 cats and carpet!) back on the purple plate like I asked instead he began to eat it.I didn't just sit there and watch while he continued to eat pieces of mac after another. I would never let my child eat off of our hairy carpet. Oh heck no not me!

While driving with my two men ( me sitting in the passenger sit enjoying the view of the city traffic husband driving,little man safely buckled in the back seat) I wasn't a little a lot hurt when my little man blurted out " I loooove buuuuss" We have been trying for weeks now to get him to say I love mama or  I love dada. We would have been pleased with either one but no he love's bus. My feeling were not hurt at all I mean who doesn't love public transportation A few days later he did not confess he also loves MAX (Portland's commuter train).

Our new kitten is not really a dog trapped inside of a cute gray and white striped  six month old kitten. I have never walked in the bathroom to find a cute little kitten drinking out of the toilet. That would be gross!After ward  he would never try and give me kisses with his wet face eeeewww that would be double gross. His favorite game is not FETCH! My kitten is not really a dog trapped inside of cats body.

This is not a picture of our dog tapped inside of a kitten chill'in in my sock drawer and you don't see at least a dozen mis matched socks. I am not an unorganized person  I always have each set of socks matched,rolled neatly into a ball sorted by color. That's how  I roll.

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