Potty Practice {and a favor...please...}

I would just like to let all of you know,

that Isaiah sat right here, on his froggy potty,

for a solid 10 minutes and did not pee.

And then, approximately .056 seconds after getting up from said potty,

Zaiah found his way into our bedroom and peed on the rug...

I mean, why waste a good pee on the hard wood floor.

{I'm convinced he aimed}

If you follow me on facebook,

then you've heard about lots of the shenanigans that go on at this house...

so become a fan, because, hey, shenanigans are fun, right?

Also, a huge announcement...

top baby blogs has reset their vote counts!

Know what that means for me?

I actually have a chance at being a rated blog - yippee!

Know what that means for you?

You can make me suuuuuuppppper happy

{I might even jump up and down}

if you vote!

Click on the banner below, or the square over to the side, please!

Thank you for your vote...they all count!

{and it only takes a second, like, literally}

Who Wears Short Shorts?

I would like to say that the they way Isaiah is sitting in this swing

accounts for the awkward short-ness of his shorts.

However, I think the bottom line is that

I should not dress my 28 pound child in size 12 mos shorts.

I'm sorry for the embarrassing picture Isiaiah

...mommy has packed these shorts away.

The Three Of Us

The three of us

in our first official picture together

Sometimes it feels like this picture was just taken yesterday,

and sometimes it feels like this picture was taken a million years ago.

To be exact, it was 20 months and 3 weeks ago

{thank you BabyCenter for my weekly toddler updates...I don't even have a chance to forget my baby boy is growing up}

Let's cut to the chase.

I have baby fever.

I think I'm to the point where I can finally say, er...type, that out loud.

{which is a slight revolution, so be proud, even though it still sounds weird}

I'm pretty sure people have been asking me when we'd try for our next baby since Isaiah was about 2 minutes old.

Ok, maybe not, but you get the point.

As soon as we got married everyone asked when we wanted to have our first baby,

and as soon as we {well, technically I} popped the first baby out, people want to know about the second.

{hopefully people don't keep asking after the next one...I mean, I'm no Michelle Duggar}

I've always had this anxiety about having our second baby.

I could never imagine having that same overwhelming feeling of love like I had the moment I met Isaiah.

I couldn't picture how I would divide my time equally

or let each child know how much I love and adore them.

And I didn't think that was fair.

But all that is starting to change...

I can picture myself sharing my love

and my time

and my happiness

and my joy

with another amazing child.

Don't get me wrong, there's still plenty of anxiety to go around.

Where is everyone going to fit?

{our house is under 900 sq feet, but hey, people in New York City do it}

Would Isaiah adjust well to being a big brother?

Am I sane enough to raise two children?

Will hubby and I have any time together?

Can we even afford two children?

But I think the hardest thing to wrap my mind around,

is that it will never be

the three of us.

I love us.

And I think I'm scared that we won't be us anymore.

This is my absolute favorite Ben Harper song.

It's crazy how without any words it can sum up the way I feel.

It makes me feel calm...peaceful.

And for that, I am thankful

Sunday Snapshots...

...a few photographs of our weekend
{have I mentioned how much I adore weekends?!}

getting every last drop of milk...

trying to be like daddy...



and a few fish-lipped naps.

Enjoy Sunday!

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Isaiah's Daddy...

Is so sweet.

This is my

{ok, who am I kidding} 

living room.

they're having 'man time'

aka - watching basketball from under the fort.

{I adore his chunky baby thighs}

I'm so thankful that Isaiah is blessed enough to have

a wonderful daddy who loves him.

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A Monumental Milestone

Well, there are a few here.

First, Isaiah had his 18 month check up yesterday

{seriously, 18 months??}
and he did so good!

He weighs 26 lbs 11oz and is 32 1/2 inches long

{basically average for both weight and height}

We had to wait in the exam room for quite a while,

{like, oh, 40 minutes...no biggie}

and baby boo boo was an absolute angel

seriously!
we had a little photo shoot

Second, Isaiah had his first happy meal ever!
{I told you this was monumental}

my son is seriously a self-proclaimed vegetarian...
I can't get him to eat any meat.
This includes homemade chicken nuggets {or chicken of any kind}, steak, ground beef...
basically, you  name it, I've tried it.

well, apparently all I needed to try this entire time was a
McDonalds cheeseburger...geesh.

He pretty much devoured the entire thing,
ate all of his french fries
{and some of daddy's too}

And I've never seen anyone smile so much while eating dinner

Isaiah's Obsessions

Now, I think I've mentioned before

that my sweet son happens to have obsessions with random items...

for instance...

a spoon

{this went on for months...everywhere we went, so did a spoon}

the vacuum attachment thingy{???}

his circle and  helicopter puzzle pieces

{just to name a few}

He espciallay likes to fall asleep holding one of these prized posessions

well, I think we've moved on to Isaiah's latest obsession.

And not sleeping with it tonight, was not an option.

can you tell what it is?

Alright...any guesses?
Ok, let me just help you out.

It's a loofah.

{yes, the kind for the bath}

we were at the store yesterday and  Isaiah picked this out

{I was under the impression he understood it was for the bath}

and now he keeps calling it his 'puppy' and carrying it around everywhere.

{needless to say, 'puppy' didn't even end up making it to the bath tonight}

It's pretty cute, I must admit...

I just hope I'm not stuck carrying around a wiener dog bath loofah for the next month!

Baby Boo Boo {18 months}

Since it is now past midnight, I think I can officially post this!

Dear Baby Boo Boo,
So crazy to think that you entered our lives an entire year and a half ago.

Everyone told me I'd love you more than I could imagine

but I was a little skeptical.

I thought I knew how much I would love you

Boy, was I wrong!
I still remember the overwhelming feeling of absolute love I felt
the instant that I met you.
You are so perfect.

As each day comes and goes I love you more and more

more than I ever thought possible,

more than I could have imagined.

You brighten my days

you fill me with joy

and happiness

I LOVE:

that you are so absolutely adorable
{the fact that you are mine probably contributes to exactly how cute I think you are}

that you develop obsessions with random household items
{spoons, the vacuum attachment, and football - to name a few}

that you are my sweet, cuddly baby...I love our cuddles.

that you share all of your hugs and kisses with your books, stuffed animals, friends, toys, well...everything

that you give me kisses...even though I ask you for one about a million times each day.

that I can be in a bad mood and just look at you and it melts away.

that you have the most hilarious personality

{I'm gonna say you get that mostly from your daddy:)}

that I miss you...even if you're just taking a nap

that you melt my heart when you say "love you"

You transformed our lives and I can't even remember how we lived without you.

I'm so thankful that God chose me to be your mommy

it's been an amazing 18 months baby boo boo

38 weeks pregnant

the day you were born

and a few pictures of your first year and a half of life:



Happy 1/2 birthday to my sweet baby boy

Is this what I signed up for?!

As the mommy of a busy baby boy

I knew I'd be in for some crazy adventures.

Since I'm an only child

and have not experienced the joy of being around young boys much,

my sweet hubby tried to 'warn' me about all of the

'boy things' I should be prepared for as the mommy of a baby boy.

Ok, I can deal with touching bugs

{really, touching everything}

 picking things up off the ground

and maybe even

{sigh}

 touching the garbage can 

{Ick!}

Ok, maybe I'm not, but I'm working on it, people!

But when I saw these pictures I couldn't stop laughing!

Is this seriously what I'm in for?!

{I don't doubt it}



Looks like it's time to sit back,

 laugh

and enjoy the ride of having a baby boy

Oh and for the record,

these images were sent to me in an email and I have NO idea who they belong to.

If anyone knows, please tell me!

I like to give credit where credit is due!