No, those are not beach chairs in my living room.
How absurd.
Who needs beach chairs when you have a couch, love seat, recliner and a children's table with 2 mini-chairs?
. And no, that is not Mikey, Jr. trying to wedge himself through the back of one of the out-of-place chairs while eating a bowl of some type of snack that could potentially stain the not-kid-friendly beige carpet.
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Of course I would never let my child clear out the cabinets and cover the kitchen floor in tupperware, climb in the cabinets and smack his head on the pull out drawers and then proceed to use said tupperware as a drum.
No way. That kinda stuff would never happen at our house.
Etiquette people.
Etiquette people.
Manners, napkins tucked in our collars, and definitely no daddies sliding down a child's plastic slide that has a 100 lb.weight limit. (Twice. He slid down twice.)
Nope. Not at the Byrdhouse. We are up with the rooster's call, eating only breakfast food for our first meal of the day and most importantly, NO TV. 
Slurping cheerios and milk off of a high chair tray?How uncivilized!
Utensils are a must. Or go to bed hungry. Or something.
(hush the music up top first...)
Don't even think about using your dinner as a styling gel. There are children starving. With bad hair. (Yes, I asked for forgiveness after that one.)
Don't even think about using your dinner as a styling gel. There are children starving. With bad hair. (Yes, I asked for forgiveness after that one.)
Shoes on at all times when playing outside. Wouldn't think of having my child get bit by ants, on his right leg, at least 5 times (and his toe once) while not using side walk chalk on the side walk across the street. That would be messy and probably against one of the homeowner association rules...and rules aren't made to be broken.
And last but not least, NO NUDITY ALLOWED. Running around naked after bath time is unacceptable...
...and absoultely no naked-baby-rainy-day-brownie-baking.
Won't stand for it.
...and there will be no playing of guitars or other instruments while sporting birthday suits only (you too Bryce.)
(Yes, that is a guitar pick on his toosh...)
(inspired by MckMama's Not Me! Monday blogs)
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