My secret is that I love to pop zits. Want to know what makes it dirty? I love it when they pop or better yet explode. Are you grossed out? If not you may also be a fellow zip popper lover. I love when Isaak wears new socks and I get to clean the lint out from between his toes. I also enjoy cleaning dirt out of crevices with Q-tips or toothpicks. I have no idea why this gives me such satisfaction, but I feel like I've accomplished some great thing. I love the little things that I do every day that make it fun. I love to change Isaak's diaper and tickle his belly until he giggles or at least looks likes he's giggling because his mouth is wide open. I love to do some random house chores and see how excited Cory is when he gets home and I've done it. I also adore reading. It is one of my favorite past times that I have recently rekindled. I'm reading Rena's Promise and checked out a book on President Roosevelt (I love libraries too!). I'm in love with practically everything. I spent some time with my Grandma today and she told me I should be writing in my journal. I agree with her and wonder how I did it everyday for two years and now I write once in about four months. I learned that my Grandma herded sheep today-I think that's pretty awesome. I figured I might as well post some pictures of Isaak to make my post more fun-plus I haven't posted any pics of him for-forever.
Isaak trying to sneak some of our leftover popcorn! Don't worry he didn't escape with any.
Easter Sunday in his spiffy onesie.
Cory and Isaak cooking up some delicious dinner in the moby. I wish we knew how to use it better, but Isaak always seems to be falling out of it or it's too loose or too tight.
What a day we had. What a day we had. I get tired again just thinking about it. Cory's car is getting the muffler put back on. I'm a little sad about it because Isaak and I could hear his car coming from over a block away when he was on his way home, but it's also a little embarrassing how loud it is. I'm sure it defied all noise ordinances. In any case, Isaak and I have been getting up a little early to take Cory to work, which is kind of fun because we get to see him more, but before dinner it's not kind of fun. It's kind of stinky because it's a hustle to get everything all put together. Yesterday I had to make dinner at about 3pm so I could get everything in. So back to yesterday. Isaak and I had just rolled our bushy little tails out of bed and both of us were still in pajamas. I was wearing my chacos and one of Cory's jackets and Isaak wanted to bring all of his blankets. Thankfully for some weird reason I threw his tennis shoes into the diaper bag...
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have i told you lately that i miss you! work just isn't the same.
he is adorable, by the way.:)