Not My Child Monday

Switching things up today..this should be interesting...


It was not my child at the dentist who could be heard screaming from the very back of the building all the way to the front lobby. Nope, not my child. My child is perfectly polite and never throws a temper tantrum because of something new. It also couldn't have been something new, going to the dentist, because obviously I'm a good mother and wouldn't take him to the dentist for the first time on the day they were actually going to clean his teeth. Nope, I'd definitely take him to just watch a couple of times before so that he could know what was going on.

It was also definitely not my other child who called a perfect stranger at the daycare Daddy. When said stranger jokingly replied, "Boy, I'm not your daddy," it was also not my child who replied, "Pa-Pa?" My children definitely do not talk to strangers. Obviously, it was not my child, who I think had too much sugar at daycare that day, that hit a nice gentleman who was holding the door for us. He didn't continue to hit the man until I noticed what was going on.

And finally, it wasn't my child who informed Chris & me last night that a little boy at school didn't die when he ate apples. Obviously it was my child who was listening when we read the story of Adam and Eve and he took it literally that you couldn't eat any apples...ever!