Don't let the underwear fool you.

Right? 

Some wear underwear.  :)

Well, rest assured, Super Woman, I am not. 

(For you curious ones, the underwear was my prize at our school's white elephant gift exchange and no, I did not really wear them anywhere publicly.) Well, truthfully, I DID have to go pick up my friend's son from Preschool just after this photo was taken and I DID wear them across campus, but thought it might be borderline inappropriate to pick up someone ELSE's kid wearing superman underwear for fear they may not release him to me. So I removed them. Just outside their door. :)

Anyhoodle, let's shoot straight here, people. There are plenty of days I feel pretty bad a$$ for some of the things I manage to do with triplets. But I realize some of you have been fooled into thinking I'm that awesome ALL the time. {insert sarcastic roll of eyes here.}

But I'm not. And to prove it, I present to you my top 10 list of reasons why I am NOT Super Woman. 

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TEN 

I feed my kids Macaroni and Cheese at least 8 out of 14 meals a week. Sometimes I even settle for worse than that. 

NINE 

Baths.....umm, I'm gonna go out on a limb and say maybe 3 a week?  :)

EIGHT 

I sometimes let my kids beat each other up because I just don't have the energy to get up and help. Again.  

SEVEN 

When I'm in a hurry or am particularly exhausted, I 'shorten' the story I'm reading at bedtime so that I can hurry up and have a glass of mommy juice. 

SIX 

I sometimes let them eat crap while we're shopping JUST to keep them quiet. 

FIVE 

Once in a while we tell the kids to say funny or inappropriate things just because it's funny to us.  

FOUR 

Washing the kids' bed sheets? Unless someone pees or pukes in them....then....not so much. 

THREE 

I sometimes blame my tardiness on them. I sometimes blame other stuff on them too.  :)

TWO

Sometimes the movie in their DVD player 'automagically' restarts itself. Again. And again. And again. (Simply because it means guaranteed quiet.) 

ONE 

I may or may not sometimes tell them that their favorite annoying toy 'needs-new-batteries-so-we'll-have-to-wait-till-later- to-play-with-it'  or  that their 'favorite-Meet-the-Sight-Word-video-that-I-will-kill-myself-if-I-have-to-watch-one-more-time' is at Grammy's house. Aww...

And there you have it. Super Woman, I am not.

My kids, though? I DO think they're pretty super. And I'm going to tell you all about it for the entire month of May. (Give or take a few days here and there...We just established I'm not Super Woman, remember?)

Quite the little hams they are....

1 Down. 30 to go. 

Happy Blog-a-day-in-May!