My husband did NOT purchase a dozen grocery store donuts yesterday. And I did not do my fair share in helping to eat them.
I have not spent the last two days off doing absolutely nothing.
I have not restarted my coffee addiction after being clean for 2 months.
I do not let our toddler lie around watching cartoons all day just because he is sick.
So, seeing as how one of his motor skill goals is "Uses mobility skills to go after a toy during playtime", we did not get excited to see Alan use a roll/ pivot movement to get himself into position to reach an object the other day. And even if he did, this object that he grabbed was certainly NOT a bag full of ammo that his father had just purchased.
I do not ever feel a twinge of jealousy when I see photos and stories of "normal kids" getting to do fun things like eat on their own and crawl around getting into trouble.
I did NOT just publicly share my religious disillusionment on my blog.
I am not anxiously waiting for Season 4 Disc 4 of Battlestar Galactica and for Season 4.5 on January 16. That would make me an uber geek.
See the Not Me! button on the left to find where Not Me! all got started.