Isaak loves bath time. Every night after we eat dinner he grabs my hand and starts yelling, "Tub, Mommy! Tub, Mommy!" We divert to his toy room to get his toys. I start to fill up the tub with water as he dumps his toys in. He likes to stay in the tub about 45 minutes. I know it's a long time, but he loves it. I play with him at the beginning then he starts to play with his boats and stuff on his own and I read a book sitting next to the tub on the floor. Can you imagine it? I usually use the side of the tub as an arm rest. I'm reading and Isaak is splashing around like a little duck and then I can feel him put something in my hand, but I'm almost finished with the chapter, so I'm not really hearing what he says. I notice the texture of what he put in my hand is a little weird. It's kind of squishy and wet--then it registers what he's saying, "Stinky, Mommy, Stinky!" I looked at my hand and a scream erupted. I jumped up and threw. I had poop in my hand. Poop. Yuck. Eww. I threw the poop. Cory came running into the room and Isaak mimics me when I scream so I'm screaming and Isaak's screaming. Cory looks on the floor and sees poop. He turned into the Super Pooper Scooper-dadadada--donning his cape. He swiftly captures some toilet paper and the poop and throws it into the toilet. He then went above and beyond and fished the stinky out of the tub. Ewww. He accidentally put one of Isaak's toys in the toilet, so he stuck his hand back in the poop to fish it out. EWWW! But seriously he should get some kind of super hero costume for that. I was busy gagging and washing my hands with hot water. I know I change diapers all the time, but literally holding a poop in your hand is a little different than accidentally getting a little on your fingers. We sterilized the toys and the tub--now if only I can figure out how to get Isaak to let me know before he makes a stinky so we can get that baby in the toilet!
Okay-so I'm feeling a little more confident today. I went to church and people saw me and nobody screamed. haha! I actually think that I like it-second day is usually always better, eh? It reminds me of a time on my mission when the same kind of thing happened. I said just un petit peu! (a little bit), but I came out with a whole new head of hair and I cried--you have to know that when you are on a mission everything seems worse than it really is and better than it really is-highs and lows=not so many inbetweens. So enough of this blabbing--I'm posting some pictures. So this is what I imagined I might have looked like yesterday when I looked in the mirror--thinking what have I done!!!! Me today thinking--hey I think I like it. I can actually smile about it today. Isaak in the cutest hat ever-sorry the lighting is kind of bad, but it was cloudy and darker than usual, but isn't he just the cutest ever? I love him in this outfit. I would have him wear it every day so I could l...
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