Shh, don't tell

. . .my kids that I flushed a roly-poly down the toilet. (In my defense, it was in my bathroom and I would have had to walk all the way downstairs to take it outside. It was much easier to flush it.)

. . .Jason that the house was much cleaner last week while he was gone than when he is here. I really don't understand it because he does help out so much and is a very clean husband. Go figure.

. . .my kids that I tossed the special Mother's day treats they made for me. Hey, I don't like chocolate.

. . .Jason that I think the last few gifts he's gotten "me" have actually been for him. A bag of chocolates for Easter? I don't even like chocolate. New phones for Mother's day? I had no problem with our phones, but he did.

. . .my sister that even though I'm really excited and happy for her to get married I'm a little sad that I won't have any single sisters to fly in and nanny my kids while Jason and I go on our cruise.

. . .my Mother-in-law that we gave my mother $60 for her Mother's day present and only gave her a phone call.

. . .my neighbor that my dog pooped in their flowers and I didn't pick it up. It is a big flower bed and you can't even see it under all the flowers. Really.

. . .my piano students that I really want to quit teaching next year but don't know how to break it to them. Can I really do that to them? (I've been teaching some of them for 5 yrs.)

. . .my kids that sometimes I feel that nice guys/girls really do finish last. But they still have to always be nice. Even if they don't get what they give.