perfect timing.

** disclaimer: i apologize in advance for these stories being about [R's] bowel movements. but i know i'll want to remember these stories later! hopefully ya'll be just as entertained as we are by these.


changing her diaper yesterday, i pulled off the old diaper and was looking into her eyes and talking while opening the new one. of course she's just smiling and cooing at me. i went to lift her up her bum when i noticed her entire back was soaking! like hair and everything. sure enough while i was busy cooing over her and having a special moment, she took the opportunity to take a free-pee. i mean who doesn't want to?! but she was most definitely smiling because of the joke she was pulling on me, not because i'm that fun. perfect timing, little one.

^^ those arms and belly though...

eating: these days,  i can't get enough salad, strawberries and nectarines. poor secret is like "where's the meat!? where's the pasta?!" (nowhere to be seen; except for the occasional chicken breast). i think it's because of this veggie overload [R] has been exceptionally flatulent lately. when we're not making her smile, chances are she's smiling because she's tooting.

there i was just sitting doing my make-up when out of no where, she lets one rip! unfortunately for her, it was loud enough that it woke her up from her light slumber and sent her into hysterics- hands flailing, eyes wide! it's not often that you toot loud enough to scare yourself. well done little one!

this sweet sister was teaching our lesson yesterday in church and she gets to a point and asks "does anyone have a thought on that"? before anyone could answer and while it was still silent, [R] let's a hot tub jet go off (that's what we call the long, bubbly ones [sorry for the graphics]). and it was not quiet. everyone turned around and just started laughing! i was just so embarrassed i had to apologize to the teacher- but seriously, of course it's my child that disrupts class. perfect timing, little one. just perfect.

OKAY: now: life lately:

last week our street was all blocked off for a couple of days and i had no idea why (i was hoping it was because of a future farmers market [it was actually the opposite of a farmers market]). [R] and i happened to be leaving the house just at the right moment to see hoards of people lining our street, only to find out the president was coming. grrrrrrrrreat, now i can't get to the grocery store because this big guy is going to drive down the street. well after waiting for 20 minutes, he finally came (it was literally a drive-by), but i'll admit: it was pretty cool. the 40+ motorcycle group that preceded his limo was intense; as were the snipers hanging out the backs of every other car in his group. [R] found the entire thing to be just riveting.

this week i felt a little crazy and i pushed us to stay out past 8pm... i know, we're so crazy. but i'm glad we did! because.... it's FIREFLY season!!! no, east coasters, i will not "cool my jets", to us west coasters this is a novelty that is to be 100% enjoyed to the fullest. so after our picnic in central park, we tried to collect some fireflies in the water bottle... they were smarter than that. BUT if you ever need a bug caught, ask secret. he can catch ANY flying bug (even a fly) with ONE HAND in mid-air. he is so weird.

my child is such a ham. i'll just leave it at that. seriously though, i just pull out the camera and she's like "ooooh, selfie time!" we're doomed.

grandma sent her these books and she loves them! it must be the bright colors and animals (or maybe the fact that my animal noises are disgraceful...), but she is all smiles when we read. but notice how her outfit has been changed merely minutes later. that toot got away from us.....

we've been out walking lots this week! this time we stopped at a splash pad. fun, fun, right??  and it was so blazing hot outside i decided to stick her toes in the water.... HAHAHA! she hated that more than the time she got kicked out of the womb. other moms were like "omg. that is a terrible mom. forcing her baby to get her toes wet... like omg. omg." and then somebody threw a dirty diaper at me.

no not really. but i got out of there quick before anyone had the chance.

one more minute on the bottle and then BAM: serious guns.

now here we are to another monday. SERIOUSLY, guys!? is time flying by anywhere else? i just feel like yesterday was monday. it happens too fast. this week we have to go get secret's birthday presents.... oh boy! someone has a big day coming up!! hip-hip-horray! 

have a great week everyone! [R] sends her regards;)