However, TODAY she is changing it up a bit... and it's "Not My Child Monday!" It was the perfect week to join in on this one, since we've had some interesting moments lately with the kiddos!!
When spending the day at the softball fields, watching Jordyn play ball, Carter did not dump the entire bag of popcorn I bought him (to keep him occupied) on his blanket. He then did not proceed to eat the popcorn with his filthy, dirty, ball-field-dirt-covered hands. I absolutely would not let him do something like that, since I am very germ-conscious and always have very clean children.
When realizing that there was another, way more fun way of eating his popcorn, Carter did not bend over and eat the popcorn with his mouth, the way dogs eat their food. He also did not sit so that his dirty feet were sitting in the popcorn he would be consuming. That would be totally unsanitary and he absolutely would not do that because Jeremy and I have taught him incredibly good manners. (I mean... seriously? Remember the apology to the water bottle?)
At those same softball fields, Rylee did not make dirt angels in the vacant field next to the field Jordyn was playing a ball game. She did not run around barefoot all afternoon (because she knows there may be dangerous "owie" things laying on the ground), and she most certainly did not skip a bath that night
because Jeremy and I were tired from the long day.
Just after I took his wet diaper off, and just before I got a new, dry one on, Carter did not get up and run around, wearing only his t-shirt. He did not proceed to play in the living room, diaper-less, because I got distracted and forgot he wasn't wearing a diaper. When I came back into the living room later, Carter did not suddenly begin potty-ing... on the floor... right on a pile of books. He did not stand there, first with a look of puzzlement, and then begin laughing hysterically. Carter knows how to be polite, and he just wouldn't do such a thing.
While I was at the store, Rylee and Carter did not dig in the winter drawer in the closet and pull out hats and gloves. They did not put them on, sneak by Jeremy without him seeing, and head outside (into the 75-degree weather) to play. When I got home, they did not run up to me and show me their apparel. They know the difference between seasons and would not do such a silly thing. Even more, they did not keep the hats and gloves on while helping Jeremy and me plant new bushes in our backyard. That would be absurd and they simply would not do that!