Not Me Monday!

Has it only been seven days since we have posted a "Not Me! Monday"? It seems like seven years. We heard Mommy telling Daddy back in November that it was going to be a very long winter, and she is right. With the weather being in the single digits, we can't go outside to play, and we are stuck inside our house, which seems to be getting smaller by the day. Thank goodness, Aunt Sandy got us some really cool bathtub toys, we have taken a hour bath the past two days. Thanks, Aunt Sandy, we thank you and so does Mommy.

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Hope these "Not Me"s brighten your Monday.

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Reyna Marie (11 months)--I most certainly positively did not climb out of my high chair seat, and then army crawl out onto the tray trying to get the food that Mommy was dishing out way to slow. No way...it was not me. I understand that is a very dangerous, and although, I do LOVE pancakes, safety is always first. Unfortunately for me, Mommy and Daddy now make sure, and double check that I am buckled in.

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Marianna (2 years)--When I was suppose to be taking my nap, I most certainly did not instead take out EVERY single piece of clothing in the bottom three drawers (only because, I can't reach my top drawer) of my dresser , and some of Reyna's clothes as well. I did not then dump all of these clothes in the middle of my room, making one big pile, so that Mommy had to refold, and sort through them all trying to decide if the top or pants was Reyna's or mine. No way, I would never do that to my Mommy, I know how much she does not like doing laundry, and how much she especially doesn't like folding clothes. Besides unlike the make-up and the artist mishaps, she has NO proof it was me.

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Frankie (3 years)--While feeding Meow dinner, I did not open the door to wide, and let her/him in. And, I did not then close the door leaving her/him roaming around in the kitchen. I then did not run into the living room crying that Meow is in the house, because I know him/her is not suppose to be let in. When Mommy finally got Meow out of the house, I did not then ask if I could pet him/her. And speaking of the stray cats, I did not yell at my Daddy for say shoo to Girl, and I did not say to him "Daddy, don't shoot the Girl, or else she/he won't come back."