Not Me Monday

It's Not Me Monday again over at MckMama's.  We're letting loose and spilling our guts.  Telling all the things we didn't do this week.  Wink, wink.


So, in no particular order. . .

I did NOT give Eloise cereal for dinner last night.

I did NOT secretly like sending my husband off to a fireworks church event so that I could eat dinner on the couch in peace while watching the Discovery Health Channel.  Alone.  All by myself.

I did NOT throw a fit when we caught a deer eating ALL of my tomatoes.  Such an impressionable fit that Eloise has been marching around screaming "DON'T EAT MY TOMATOS! GET OUT OF HERE!!  ETC, ETC, ETC!"

I am NOT upset that Eloise throws a fit every time she gets on her bike.  I am NOT upset that her frustration and drama is ruining my plans.  And NOT feeling sorry for myself because I had this nice little plan in my mind that Eloise could ride her bike, I could push the stroller, and we could all get some exercising without whining and throwing a fit.  But now the bike is causing major drama and I know I'm doomed to a life of major drama no matter what and I'm NOT throwing a major pity party.  NOR am I scheming how to get her on that bike again instead of just giving it up.  Surely, I am much better adjusted than that.

And then after announcing to the whole family that I was grumpy because of the previously mentioned drama, I did NOT head straight to the kitchen for a brownie.

Finally, I conclude, my daughter did NOT inherit MY drama.

Did she?