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.
Dear Isaak, Happy Birthday my little guy! It feels like just yesterday that you were literally pulled out to come into this world. Yes literally with forceps around your little head because you accidentally faced the wrong direction or maybe you faced the direction you wanted to. You didn’t seem like you were quite ready to come out because you were just wailing--almost like you were saying, “You know--I was perfectly comfortable in there.” I’ve learned this year that you surely know what you want and you will not stop until you get it. For example when we tried to spend the weekend away from home and you didn't like sleeping in your playpen! You woke up every 1/2 hour to let us know you weren't comfortable. You finally fell asleep around 3am when we put you on the bouncer. Cory slept with his arm around you on the floor so you didn't roll off. You weren’t going to come easy, eh?? I remember pushing and pushing and pushing and thinking this isn’t going how I thought that i...
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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.:)