At about 4 o'clock in the afternoon, I was beat tired and my mind was starting to go. That's about the moment my sweet Kait asked if I would play hide-and-seek with her. I was in the process of folding laundry with Evie in the Moby, while trying to keep an eye on Jack with the crayons (I learned from this incident and this one!), but it's hard to say no to her pretty little face. So, I counted to twenty while she hid, said ready or not, here I come. Then the phone rang. Then Evie had a blow-out. Then Evie spit-up on her fresh clothes. You see where this is going, right? It was NOT THIS MAMA who remembered the game of hide-and-seek fifteen minutes later, went to find my daughter, and discovered she had fallen asleep in her hiding spot in my closet. - Seriously, I should be committed. Okay, not seriously.
While playing cards with my husband and some other anonymous family members, Evie started to fuss, letting me know she was hungry. I scooped her up and reached into my shirt to unhook the clasp of my nursing bra. Anonymous family member sees me doing this (as this person has seen me do with my other 3 children) and says 'Sheesh, Shannon, my gosh, do we all need to see this??' I kept my cool and shrugged it off. Really. That is EXACTLY what I did. I DID NOT say this: 'Um, first of all, I am in the privacy of my own house, and I am getting a cover, but even if neither of those things were true it wouldn't matter!! I am feeding my child and there is nothing more natural than that. If it bother's you, DON'T LOOK AT ME!' NO WAY people!!! I would NEVER lose my cool like that. (If I had, I bet there would be other factors leading to the melt down.)
Who is the lady who's been walking around for a few days smelling of her husband's Old Spice High Endurance because she's fresh out of her Secret? NOT ME!!
On a Friday night a couple weeks ago, we decided to go out to dinner as a family. We got to the restaurant and as we were walking, saw that the parking lot looked pretty full. Just as we got close to the door, an SUV rockets up to the curb, the door flies open, and out jumps a woman in a full-on sprint towards the front door. It was clear what she was doing--- she wanted to beat the family of 6 on the list. This was made clear as she nearly knocked my son over in an attempt to get through the door ahead of us. Slightly annoyed, we walked in, put our name on the list, and waited. Divine justice was rendered when as we are sitting next to the woman and her family in the waiting area, the hostess calls 'Shannon, party of 6.' Well, getting up and walking to our table and leaving that rude woman (&family) behind in the waiting area was satisfaction enough. I promise, it certainly was NOT ME who said 'Ha-Ha' as we walked past her towards our table. I am much too mature to do a thing like that.
I've been listening to my iTunes while typing this little post and guess what song has been on repeat for about 15 minutes? Well, it's NOT 'Toy Soldiers' by Martika, circa 1989! I'm way too cool to have that song in my library and be singing it so loud my kids ask me to be quiet. I am.
Regardless of how tired I am or how full my hands are right now, when I see a special moment taking place, I make an effort to get my camera to capture it. I am NOT so lazy that I resort to the camera on my computer to capture sweet family memories. NOT ME!
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Who was the family member that said something about you breast feeding Maddie?? It wasn't me.
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