May 3, 2010 - Not Me Monday!

This past week was pretty boring and uneventful because Mommy was so busy. We didn’t go anywhere or do a whole lot but I’ve been working on being a big boy two year old. Like this past week when I was eating breakfast and tried telling Mommy I was all done eating. Mommy always makes my breakfast and I eat (in the highchair in the bathroom) while Mommy takes a shower and blows her hair dry. Mommy was brushing her teeth when I told her, “All Done”. Mommy told me I had to finish my yogurt. I tried telling her again that I was all done. I absolutely Did Not say, “No! need down!”  If I had something like that to Mommy she would probably not look happy. I’m just turned two so I would never say something like, “What’s the problem?” when she looked at me funny. Nope, Not Me! Mommy ended up letting me down without eating my yogurt. I would never say, “Hungry” less then five minutes later.

 

I got a new movie for my birthday called, The Wild. It’s a good movie and I like it a lot. It has lions in it and I really like lions. I Have Not been pretending to be a lion all week. I would Never crawl around on all fours roaring at everything. I Did Not climb up on the ledge behind the couch to play with a toy. After Mommy snapped this picture and told me to get down I Did Not roar at her or pretend my hand had claws and slash out at her. Not Me!
 
I slept really good all week! It was Not Me who woke up at 5 am when Mommy really wanted to sleep a little longer.  I Did Not jump all over her when she kept trying to sleep in bed and would Never finally fall back asleep minutes before we had to wake up and then refuse to get out of bed. Nope, Not Me!
I am Not the type of child that would grab something I’m not suppose to have (i.e. chapstick) and run to hide in the closet. Not Me! Mommy is always watching and she would surely see me so I would never get away with it. She would follow me into the closet. She would freak out if I wasn’t there or anywhere to be found because she would’ve seen me running that way. She would run around the house screaming, “Colton! Colton! Where are you?” and she would check the closet multiple times until she heard me giggling from behind some clothes. Nope, Not Me! I would surely get caught.
 

My new construction trucks are great for transported blocks.