Welcome to Not Me! Monday! This blog carnival was created by MckMama. You can head over to her blog to read what she and everyone else have not been doing this week. So keep in mind that the following confessions, I mean stories, did not really happen and would NEVER be told openly on a blog. Not.

Not me. I did not silently curse that my children are in a public preschool setting today. I did not wish I could keep them hidden from the "germ infested" world. The school did not call me again today to tell me Emma had a fever. Her fever was gone yesterday. Gone. I did not feel like ultimate neglective mother who sent child to school being sick. I did not race to go get her and Dylan during my lunch time to bring them home. I definitely did not leap at the chance to leave work and be home with then instead. I defintely do not believe that they follow my children around with a thermometer just waiting for their temps to rise above 99.1 just to call me. That is ridiculous. They surely do not do such things, do they? Nah.

I definitely did not gently encourage my son to eat his last carrot at dinner tonight, only to have him gag on it and then throw up at the table. My daughter did not then eat a piece of chicken, gag and throw up as well. My kids would never copy each other. Not my kids. They definitely eat their vegetables with smiles and ask for second helpings. Surely they do!

No, I did not crawl into bed each of the last three days when my children were napping. I am not that lazy! I know that is the best time to get the housework done and plan meals, etc. I would never crawl into bed three days in a row in the middle of the day. I do not feel emotionally exhausted from taking care of sick kids for nine days now. That would not drain me. I only have two kids. My goodness. Not me.

I did not feel cheated out of my son's life this weekend when he got to go to birthday dinners and parties and I had to stay home with sick child number two. I loved cuddling with her. I wasn't jealous at all that my four year old son got to leave the house and have more of a social schedule than I had this weekend. Not me. That would be silly. I was perfectly content doing laundry, cleaning, and watching cartoon after cartoon ALL weekend with a husband at work. No. It didn't bother me at all. I absolutely LOVE feeling like a prisoner in my own home. Doesn't everybody?

What did you not do this week??

~Liz