Poop Happens

Yep. So I had just changed Kohen's diaper and was letting him air dry for a couple minutes when all of the sudden I hear him grunt. OH NO! Yep. Here comes a slimy trail of poop squirting out. Panicking I stick my hand under and catch it before it hits the ground. Now I know what poop feels like first hand. Nice and fresh. It's all over one of my hands as I try to tackle him and lay him on a blanket that (thank goodness) was laying there. As the wrestling match progresses we now have poop on my hand, his shirt, his arm, my leg, the carpet, the blanket, ... basically everywhere.
The happy ending was that we did eventually get it all cleaned off of us( including the crevices of my ring- like I'm not a germ freak already and have enough things that gross me out haha)
Moral of the story...no more air drying or being nice and letting him be free for even a minute.

Random things that make me happy

So aside from Kohen and Stuart I thought I'd write some other things that make me happy.

A clean house on a sunny day with a fresh scent! Automatic mood lifter!!!

A nice long shower, shaven legs, washed face, and followed my moisterizer.

Dreaming of my dream house.
How I'd would like to decorate it! What car I'd like parked in front of it.
And of course my family to occupy it. I would love to be a wedding planner.
So looking at this kind of stuff and planning it out in my head is oddly entertaining.
(And tortorous)


Animals make me happy. Plain and simple.

For as long as I can remember I've loved nature/scenery. I remember taking road trips and just listening to music and staring out at everything. I feel such peace and happiness when I take time to enjoy the beauty around me.

I LOVE watermelon and could live off of it all summer and be totally content. Unfortunately you don't get too many good ones around these parts (as I found out after buying probably 20 watermelons last summer, hoping to get a good one)

I don't know if it's the bright colors, the ice, or the childhood memories of getting them at the baseball fields. I do love a good snow cone and think that they need a snow shack here in northern ID.

Random. But who isn't tempted by something when it's covered in sprinkles?

My mom's homemade rolls. They ALWAYS go down good!

Bedtime blues

So by looking at these pictures of my cute, sweet, baby boy you probably couldn't tell the FIGHT this kid can give when it comes to going to bed. He is one DETERMINED lil guy (Stuart says he gets that from me) and hates going to bed (my mom says he gets that from me too). I joke but this has been one long on going struggle since he was little. I've tried every trick in the book. Nothing works. So if you have any more advice for babies that don't want to miss out and get 2nd, 3rd, .... 10th winds that keep them hyped up please do share. :) In the mean time enjoy these funny pictures of Kohen being silly.

Our St. Patricks day this year was far from a party. Poor Kohen got sick with a cold a day or two before (time blends when you don't sleep). I did LUCK out a little in that Stuart was home for spring break and so we were able to both be there to help comfort our miserable baby boy.

(These pics were taken this morning because he was too darn miserable before but I had to get a picture of him in it before I changed him)

My super talented friend made this ADORABLE onesie for Kohen and I had been looking forward to putting him in it and showing it off. At least he looked cute.

Starting to feel better

Did I mention he was getting his two top teeth in at the same time?

I love this picture above because it captures those chubby cheeks and his latest move-grinding his teeth. (Don't love that)

Getting a little energy to wrestle Mommy.

Bedtime Birdy

So as I am laying Kohen down in his crib (celebrating inside that he actually didn't FIGHT me to the death about going to sleep this time) I hear a funny sounding bird. I look down to see a smile on Kohen's face. He hears it too. The sound stops and his eyes close. But just as I think it's safe to leave the silly little bird makes his noise again and this time Kohen not only gets another tired smirk but looks up at me like "That's a funny noise you're making there Mom." Now that little bird is just whaling and my son decides it's hilarious. We go to the window and check out the bird. Within minutes the bird gets bored, Kohen gets bored and we are back to bed!

Being a 7 month old

Being a 7 month old involves....

Bonking your head on the door (poor guy)

Going on walks with Mommy

Waving bye bye to my play date buddies

Sporting my cool hair and being a little ham

Brushing my teeth

Staying warm

Going on the slide for the first time

(I liked it!)

Looking cute falling asleep

And of course getting into things

Projects I've Done Lately

So aside from all the unpacking, playing with Kohen, and the non stop cleaning, cooking,..... I have been trying to sneak in a few crafty things here and there.

These shoes had been chewed up by a puppy a while back and after watching PS I Love You (a movie) I decided I was going to attempt at fixing them up. They still need a cute gem or button on the end though.

Waa laa! They aren't professional and who knows how long they'll hold up (I was in a rush) but hey, they are better then being in the trash.

The wall collage was also a quickie so it needs some fixing but the black and white damask "theme" (still in progress) will help explain the item below.


What can I say. I LOVE black, white, damask and crystal. (My room is even more so that way)

Here's Kohen sporting the onesie I made for him.

It doesn't look like it here but it's a tie.

This I did a while ago and it's a little beat up after the move but I used some of the extra fabric I had from when I did Kohen's room. When I do finally add pictures of our apartment you'll see how it ties together the room nicely :)

That's it for now :)