May or May Not Monday

May or May-Not Monday: Where you can divulge the secrets of life's mishaps without feeling like a failure. So go on... own up. I may have...

I may or may not have switched to paper plates and plastic cups a month ago to keep from needing to do two dishwasher loads a day. I have felt guilty about adding to our waste every time I put the plates in the garbage. I have felt an enormous amount of shame every time I put a plastic cup with a number 5 on the bottom every time I look at one of those cups. Our recycling program for the last two and a half years has been 1s and 2s for plastics only. This week my husband informed me that sometime this summer a sticker was placed on the inside of the lid with updated info on what they are taking. How many of us look at the insides of lids??? 5s are now included! Whoo! Now I can move on in life because I'm not failing in my conservation duties. 

I may or may not have won the mother of the year award when I laughed uncontrollably about the death of a red balloon while my little was in tears. On our way home from my parents, we stopped at a rest stop. 35 mph winds graced us during our stop. When my husband opened the back door, out flew a red balloon the entire length of the rest stop. My husband was sprinting after it but was diverted when a car backed out in his path and at that exact moment Pop! went the beloved balloon when it reached the dead grass. Tears ensued for the next 40 minutes of the drive. The things Dads do for their littles. 

I may or may not have fallen down the stairs at my parents when I was carefully going to rescue my puking little. Hoping that he was being responsible in his choice of place to puke. He was. This is not the first time I've fallen victim to these particular stairs and surely won't be the last. 

I may or may not have found an crab skeleton with its eyes fully intact while combing the beach. I was super excited about this find and at the very moment we collected our things to leave for the car, it shattered completely. 

I may or may not have forgotten it was Monday today. Then dreaded the realization that my previous post had 250ish views - an all time high. And back to maybe 40, if I'm lucky. Then comes the pep talk that you do your Mondays not for popularity but for a fun writing outlet that tries to honestly depict life with littles. And if I'm honest being popular would scare me into hiding.