Not my child's dance

If you read my Concert in the Park post I teased about today's post...and included this picture:

Doesn't she look so sweet and innocent watching her daddy play? Background ... this Saturday Vanderbilt Community band held their annual Concert in the Park. My husband plays in it, and I let Leah go up and see him with all the Vanderbilt students and alumni during the Alma Mater. Well...

My child did NOT decide that Saturday in front of the crowd gathered to watch the band was the perfect time to NOT showcase her new dance. Her new dance does NOT involve spinning in circles and pulling up her dress. She did NOT show the audience what color panties she had on.

I did NOT not fuss and her and try to get her back to our blanket. I did NOT bust out laughing and take pictures and video. Nope, NOT me and NOT my future dance star child!

Not me post I should've done last week

These are my NOT ME and NOT MY CHILD from our trip to Tuscalooser two weekends ago.







When we went to visit Granna and Pappy, Leah stayed in Aunt Karen's room.  We got her settled down on her little blown up bed close to the ground and asleep.  Well, when I went to wake her up in the morning, I did NOT find my child pulling books off the bookshelf while Aunt Karen was asleep.  I did NOT see this 'innocent' face when she said "Good Morning Mommy."

When I asked her what was on her face, she did NOT reply "I'm putting on my makeup!"  She did NOT color all over her hands, face and pillow with some highlighters that were on the nightstand.

Nope, NOT my perfect little child!

I wound NEVER bug my family with taking pictures of them while they are waking up.

Because taking pictures first thing in the morning is not very nice, so I would NEVER have too much fun doing that.

NOT ME.  I'm always super sweet to my family.  I would NEVER laugh when hubby puts the baby on her tummy and she spits up on the bed.  I would NEVER take a picture before cleaning her up because she has a spit-up beard.  Nope, NOT ME!

I would NEVER go to a beer tasting event and get a 'little' bit tipsy.  I would then NOT walk into the glass door at my brother-in-law's house because I saw Leah and couldn't wait to get inside and give her a hug.  Nope, NOT ME because I'm always smooth and NEVER clumsy.  That's also the reason I did NOT lose my balance and backpedal into the wall later that evening.  Nope, NOT ME!

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Not My Southern Hospitality

On Saturday mornings, I volunteer at my church by refereeing Upwards basketball. We just started this year, so the program is in the making, but a great experience in which I'm honored to help. For football, hubby reffed and I planned the celebration. Well, due to foot problems, he can't ref bball, so I stepped up. Sometimes, he has to work Saturday mornings and this past Saturday was one of those. Friends and other parents watch my girls while I'm on the court.



I missed the first half of a game so I could feed Audrey her bottle (lady watching them was just too busy with Leah). The 16 year old boy who covered my spot DID NOT answer "Yes 'mam" to me. It DID NOT make me feel old. I DID NOT vent about it to the (slightly older) mom who was watching Leah. I DID NOT answer "Yes 'mam" to her in the next few sentences. I DID NOT feel extremely awkward. Nope, not me.

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