The toddler has not been walking around with mismatching socks for two and half weeks because his mother just randomly walks around the house and finds any old foot covering for his piggys on days when the temperature makes sandal wearing impossible. His mommy certainly does not have a terribly silly belief that socks should never have to be worn after May 1 and thus has not washed all of his socks since then ... please note the socks on his hands in this picture, and also note that his mommy definitely did not at least make an attempt to find colors that matched each other to make this kind of OK.
And the toddler is not in desperate need of a haircut (see unruly hair above) because his mommy totally never would have refused to take him to the stylist more than once per month. It's not as though she's acting like she totally doesn't know thick Italian hair demands constant grooming.
Yesterday when we went to the zoo, I did not wear the toddler on my back until I could not move another inch because I was more than a little afraid he would try to launch himself into the pits in attempts to get closer to the animals. And I did not devise a plan to rescue him from said pits in case of a possible launch attempt before we ever arrived at the zoo ... and that plan did not include using a wrap as an extension rope to pull him out. Nope, not me!
Speaking of unreasonable, I did not politely demand my husband drive three hours to Peoria to get me hummus ... and he did not politely decline citing lack of time and, ugh, feasibility as part of the problem. So I did not decide to make him a little sorry by promptly leaving him with our very crabby toddler at the toddler's bedtime so that he would have to deal with the sleeping woes while I went to the store to try and get all of the ingredients to recreate my beloved hummus. And because I am reasonable, I never ever ever demand hummus from Peoria while not pregnant on at least a monthly basis.
OK, it's your turn! What did you so not do this past week?