Not Me Monday

It is another week gone, another week of Not Me Mondays. We had a fun week, Mommy has a lot to blog about us...We would also like to point out there is only one more Not Me Monday until Christmas....

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Reyna--I did not keep taking the ornaments off the tree, and I did not try to eat some of the ornaments, and after Mommy told me no more than once, I did not try my luck and take off more and eat them too. And most importantly, I did not get my first time out. I would NOT get my first time out, I know the word NO means not to do it again, no matter how sweet, and tasty those ornaments look.

***I did not learn to say my first word... "dada dada", and whenever Mommy, who is not my favorite, say "mama mama" I do not then look at my Daddy, who is not my favorite, and say "dada dada" and if Daddy is not around when Mommy says "ma mama", well then I do not look all around and try to find him as I am saying "dada dada". Not me...I love both of my parents so much, I don't want Mommy to feel bad.

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Marianna--I did not bring out a hunk of cheese that Mommy used for dinner, and give it to Mommy and Daddy, and after Mommy inspected the cheese, she did not find little teeth marks in it. It most defiantly was not me, who tried to eat it...it must have been that little mouse that runs around eating little scraps of food, where ever I ...I mean she can find.

***I most absolutely did not pick my nose at the end of "Away in a Manger", in front of the whole church. No way, that is gross. What? What is that you say, Mommy has it on video? Oh, well, that is still not me, Mommy just did it with some fancy video editing thing.

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Frankie--While Mommy was changing the girls diapers in a public restroom, she did not catch me fishing with toilet paper. I know that public bathrooms are gross, and I know I am not suppose to touch anything, I know that it is gross to play with toilet water, and that is why I wasn't. I was not, putting paper in and then pulling it back out. No way...hey at least, I didn't touch any part of the wet paper, and that is the truth.

***I did not twice wake up from my nap and cuddle with Mommy and fall back asleep. I am a three year old boy, and we just don't cuddle anymore. Nope, not me.