UNsweet kisses from my Sweet

Yesterday my darling Izzy brought one of our hymn books over to me. He does this sometimes and likes for us to sing so he can scan accross the pages like we do at chapel.

I opened the hymn book to a hymn that I knew and started singing....

As I was singing, Izzy came right up to my face and with a big smile on his face, planted a big ole smooch right on my mouth. I thought it was so adorable! I continued to sing and every few seconds he would do the same thing. Over and Over, kiss after kiss. I just could not get over how sweet he was being. I just adored this kissing mood he was in.

I continued to sing until finally, as if it was the last draw, he ran over to me... no smile this time, and put his hand over my mouth!!!! I guess he did NOT enjoy my singing. All those kisses on the mouth must have been his NICE way to get me to HUSH UP. lol 

I WISH I had a recording of this or that someone would have been there to see it! It was PRICELESS. :)

Of course these pictures were taken as an "after thought"

Ahhh the Joys of Potty Training

So a friend of mine referred me to this online book about potty training your child in 3 days... It is written by a woman who has 5 boys, 1 of which has a communication disability. My friend that tried it has a little girl and she said it worked great for her. I was a little hesitant to try it because I have heard that girls are much easier to potty train than boys, but I figured, If the author has only boys, and two other friends that tried it have boys, then it must be worth a try. 

The first day was, needless to say, INSANE, full of accidents, pee and POOP. 

The second day was also full of pee accidents, but he did pee in the potty ONE time and he did NOT poop at all that day.

Today is the third day and I am happy to say that he has NOT had any accidents since yesterday. He has worn the same, clean and DRY unders for 15 hours and counting! He still does not Verbalize that he needs to go, but I have gotten good at catching the signs BEFORE he starts in his unders! So far today the has pee'd 2 times AND excited to say that he has also POOP'd in the potty! What a difference clean up is when you don't have a mountain of poop to clean up.

Ahhh yes, Mountain of poop... that is really what i want to write about today...  

It has been quite a journey... definately not nearly as BAD as I was expecting.... so for that, I am thankful.

However, I would like to share my DAY 1 experience on POOP.... He had an accident and poop'd in his under..... I walked him to the potty, told him THIS is where poop goes.... I began to remove the poop FILLED under so I could DUMP the poo into the toilet and say "Poo poo in the potty", flush it and move on.... Sounds simple enough right? Well, it was a GIANT mountain of SOFT MUSHY poop.... so when I very gracefully turned the under upside down to toss the poop into the toilet... it SLIPPED OUT of the under and PLOPPED right onto the floor.... I do not consider myself a queezy person... My stomach can take a lot... however THIS.... this was not good! 

There I was trying to contain my nausea, hold onto my crying toddlers arm with one hand as to keep his poop covered booty from rubbing against the sink or wall or sitting on the FLOOR during his tantrum... while with the other hand I attempted to pick up the total Gross-ness with non other than the teeny tiny flushable wipes....as nothing else was within my reach.....

I was literally on the VERGE OF TEARS from the frustration... luckily I am quick to recover and found myself  laughing hysterically all by my lonesome once the junk was all cleaned up!

Needless to say, I am now ARMED w/ All Purpose 409 & heavy duty Paper towels just in case this ever happens again! :)

Anywho, other than that horrible poop accident, it has really not been a bad experience. I am exhausted from being a STALKER mom watching his every move, and so sick of repeating myself... "Tell mommy if you have to go pee or poo"(but in spanish... and said every 2-5 minutes)

As you can see from the picture, He LOVES his big boy unders. He is quite comfortable and contented. I have heard that some children have a hard time changing to unders and cry for the diaper. However, Thankfully, Izaac was quite happy to toss the dipes and wear his ultra cool "tighty whities" :)

Actually, He gets very upset when he is done "going" and I do not immediately put them back on lol

Our little blessing

I really like these pics... and I really find this lil guy just so stinkin cute! I feel sooo blessed to have him! He is such a gift! :)

yay for painting!

I painted this last night for my friend Steph. These paintings are to be hung on the half wall in her kitchen. They were made especially to COVER the unsightly electrical box. lol. I made it to match her dinner plates. I still have to go back and finish some details but I think it came out pretty good :)

NEVER WAX YOUR HOO-HA

A friend of mine emailed this to me and I could NOT stop laughing.

Since I know only a couple WOMEN look at my blog I thought I should share...... 


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NEVER WAX YOUR HOO-HA

 All hair removal methods have tricked women with their promises
 of easy, painless removal - The Epilady, scissors, razors, Nair
 and now....the wax.    Read on..........
 My night began as any other normal weeknight.   Come home,
 fix dinner, play with the kids.

 I then had the thought that would ring painfully in my mind for
 the next few hours:  'Maybe I should get the waxing kit from the
 medicine cabinet.

 So I headed to the site of my demise: the bathroom.

 It was one of those 'cold wax' kits.  No melting a clump of hot wax,
 you just rub the strips together in your hand, they get warm and
 you  peel them apart and press them to your leg  (or wherever else)
 and you pull the hair right off.

 


 No muss, no fuss.   How hard can it be?

 I mean, I'm not a genius, but I am mechanically inclined enough
 to figure this out.   (YA THINK!?!)
 So I pull one of the thin strips out.   Its two strips facing each other
 stuck together.

 Instead of rubbing them together, my genius kicks in so I get out
 the hair dryer and heat it to 1000 degrees.   ('Cold wax,'
eah...right!)

 I lay the strip across my thigh.   Hold the skin around it tight and
ull.

 It works!

 OK, so it wasn't the best feeling, but it wasn't too bad.
 I can do this!   Hair removal no longer eludes me!

 I am She-rah, fighter of all wayward body hair and maker of
 smooth skin extraordinaire.

 With my next wax strip I move north.  After checking on the kids,
 I sneak back into the bathroom for the ultimate hair fighting
hampionship.

 I drop my panties and place one foot on the toilet..

 Using the same procedure, I apply the wax strip across the right side
 of my bikini line, covering the right half of my hoo-ha and stretching
 down to the inside of my butt cheek (it was a long strip).

 I inhale deeply and brace myself....    RRRRIIIPPP!!!!

 I'm blind!!!   Blinded from pain!!!!.....   OH MY GAWD!!!!!!!!!
 Vision returning, I notice that I've only managed to pull off half the
trip.

 CRAP!

 Another deep breath and RIPP!     Everything is spinning and spotted.

 I think I may pass out.... I must stay conscious.... I must stay
conscious.

 Do I hear crashing drums???  Breathe, breathe....  OK, back to normal.

 I want to see my trophy - a wax covered strip, the one that has caused
 me so much pain, with my hairy pelt sticking to it.   I want to revel
in the glory that is my triumph over body hair.

 I hold up the strip!

 There's NO hair on it.

 Where is the hair???

 WHERE IS THE WAX???

 Slowly I ease my head down, foot still perched on the toilet.

 I see the hair. The hair that should be on the strip...  it's not!

 I touch..  I am touching wax.

 I run my fingers over the most sensitive part of my body, which is now
 covered in cold wax and matted hair.

 Then I make the next BIG mistake ... remember my foot is still propped
 upon the toilet?    So I put my foot down.

 Sealed shut!   My butt is sealed shut.   Sealed shut!
 I penguin walk around the bathroom trying to figure out what to do
 and think to myself  'Please don't let me get the urge to poop..
 My head may pop off!'

 What can I do to melt the wax?

 Hot water!!   Hot water melts wax!!   I'll run the hottest water I can
 stand in the bathtub, get in, immerse the wax-covered bits and the wax
 should melt and I can gently wipe it off, right ???

 *WRONG!!!!!!!*

 I get in the tub - the water is slightly hotter than that used to
 torture prisoners of war or sterilize surgical equipment - I sit.

 Now, the only thing worse than having your nether regions glued
 together, is having them glued together and then glued to the bottom
 of the tub..... in scalding hot water.

 Which, by the way, does not melt cold wax.

 So, now I'm stuck to the bottom of the tub as though I had cemented
 myself to the porcelain!!

 God bless the person who had convinced me a few months ago to have
 a phone put in the bathroom!!!!!

 I call my friend, thinking surely she has waxed before and has some
 secret of how to get me undone.   It's a very good conversation
 starter.

 'So, my butt and hoo-ha are glued together to the bottom of the tub!'

 There is a slight pause.
 She doesn't know any secret tricks for removal but she does try to
 hide her laughter from me.

 She wants to know exactly where the wax is located, 'Are we talking
 cheeks or hoo-ha?'

 She's laughing out loud by now ... I can hear her.

 I give her the rundown and she suggests I call the number on the side
 of the box.

 YEAH!!!!! Right!!    I should be the joke of someone else's night.

 While we go through various solutions, I resort to trying to scrape
 the wax off with a razor .
 Nothing feels better than to have your girlie goodies covered in hot
 wax, glued shut, stuck to the tub in super hot water and then
 dry-shaving the sticky wax off!!

 By now the brain is not working, dignity has taken a major hike and
 I'm pretty sure I'm going to need Post-Traumatic Stress counseling for
 this event.

 My friend is still talking with me when I finally see my saving
grace.....
 the lotion they give you to remove the excess wax.

 What do I really have to lose at this point?

 I rub some on and OH MY GAWD!!!   The scream probably woke the kids and
 scared the dickens out of my friend.

 It's sooo painful, but I really don't care.

 'IT WORKS!!

 I get a hearty congratulation from my friend through her laughter and she hangs up.
 I successfully remove the remainder of the wax and then notice to my
 grief and despair....THE HAIR IS STILL THERE.......ALL OF IT!

 So I recklessly shave it off.   Heck, I'm numb by now.   Nothing hurts.
 I could have amputated my own leg at this point.

 Next week I'm going to try hair color......how bad can that turn out???


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4th of JULY :)

This year there was not much of a fuss over the 4th of July which was kinda a bummer, but it was still a nice day.

We went to chapel w/out David this morning because he was asked to help drive a van of kids up to Camp Horizon in Leesburg, FL. He left at 7:30am and was home by 6pm.

Around 9pm we decided to walk around outside our building and see if we could see any fireworks. We ended up walking to the last building in our tiny complex and standing in the grass on the lake to watch the fireworks that they had going on just a couple of miles away at a park. I'm sure they looked better AT the park, but they were good enough for us from HOME :)

Izaac really enjoyed them. He kept pointing and saying WOW :) .... that is... until he realized that he was EXHAUSTED lol good thing we were only two buildings over :)

Gill Family Photos

Not long ago, our good friend Adri VanRyn took family photos of "My Side" of the family. Yesterday, She took photos of us again, including David's brother Gimel and his family. It was nice to get a couple of pictures of Izaac w/ his "florida cousins" since I do have a portrait picture of him w/ his "PA cousins".... However, we did miss Paighten and Ian... that would have made it perfect! :)

Enjoy!

Our attempt at going for a walk....

Yesterday I took Izaac for a walk... whenever we go for a walk it totals 2.5 miles.... however... it was soooo HOT yesterday that we only made it a couple of blocks before I decided to turn around and head back home!!!

We saw some nice things on our short walk. Nice lake view, pretty trees, ducks, and we met a lady that lives in the building accross from us. Izaac was admiring her puppy. He loves animals :)

 Ready to go

Gorgeous views :)

 This is the nice puppy we saw on the way home

and

These are the annoying ducks that poop all over our walkway