Monday Me Too's

Many times, I've thought about my crazy, "I can't be the only one who..." or "I know I'm not alone in..."  And so, "ME TOO! Mondays" were born in my head.  If this is you too, please stand up and whatever along with me.  The camaraderie is encouraging and kind of the point.  If it's not you, well, take solace in the fact that you're probably at least marginally more normal than me.

This week, I have...

1.  Shamelessly eaten food from my toddler's tray, without even thinking that it was weird in the slightest.  And then caught myself, as I turned his melange of mushed up leftovers into a chip-dip, and wondered "When did this become normal to me!?"

2. Known that I needed to go to the gym... had time to go to the gym... planned to go to the gym... and then split a half dozen apple cider donuts with my one year old instead.  But hey, it was a bonding experience, right?  And we split them 50-50, lest you think I'm too much of a glutton... #healthymom for the win.  I'm not sorry in the slightest.

3. Had one of those dreams that was so.real. that it shaped how I dealt with my day in real life once I woke up.  So beautiful when dreams are good and inspiring; rough when they're not.

4. Tried to read my books out loud to my toddler, in interesting voices, so that I could do some "me reading," rather than re-read whatever the book of the day was.  Did it succeed?  It did not.  But it did buy me approximately a three minute break from reading the now-memorized books of the week.

5.  Used the line, "but will the government really know, if...?" in a sentence that made sense.  To which the answer was, "No, Kristen.  But I think you still have to do it." Good thing there are responsible people around me.

If you need me, I'll the #healthymom over here, shamelessly stuffing my face, evading the government, and dreaming of days when I get to read books without pictures, all the while loving my normal-crazy life and my normal-crazy-wonderful (adorable) kids.

What about you?