Potty charts, bruises and first haircuts

First off I have to congratulate my little girl Lilybug. After so many months she has filled up her potty chart. By filled I mean... wait, maybe this will help.

I'm so happy for her. She has come a long way from diapers to now. Of course we have had that chart up for over a year and it was full at the 8 month mark. Lilybug just realized today that she hadn't put any stickers on for a while. What a champ!!!!

Now on to the bruises. Yesterday I had the wonderful opportunity to go spend some quality man time with my man friends. (a.k.a. Paintballing) Throughout the entire morning Ryan kept telling me he was hungry for a shot at me. I was happy for the first part of the day because I was on the same team as him. Then in the final round we did what the other team didn't think of. We all ran around the right of the cover and took them by surprise. Unfortunately Ryan was on the other team and I was the decoy in the front. Lo and behold Ryan was able to get a shot in and nailed me in the side hitting my rib. At first it didn't hurt but now it is a little tender.  A word of advice; when playing paintball always wear something that will cover every part of your body. It does not matter if you're sweating profusely it will be better than this:

That is my arm. I took off my sweater for one round and I regret it. So please heed the warning from someone who has been there and done that. Also paintball paint is a mixture of soap and some other foul substance so please don't eat it. (Another experience)

Now it is time to talk about Lil Joe.

That is him.

He got his first hair cut. Here are some pics for you of before, during, and after.

Enjoy!!

And there you have it folks. Hope you enjoyed it.

Splish Splash!

Last week we had fun. How much fun you may ask? Well let me show you.

There's Lilybug and me climbing the slide.

Lilybug was scared about going down so I went with her.

And then...

SPLASH!!!!!!!!!!

Good times for some...

But not for all.

The funny thing about life is that sometimes it is like a water slide. We head to the top ready for what is going to happen but then once you get to the top you think that maybe it's not a good idea. Suddenly you realize your heading down to the end. You're screaming and then you're at the bottom. You suddenly realize that it is all over and you think to yourself, "That wasn't so bad." Then we get back up and we go back up the slide again.

A lot of you have probably, maybe, kind of, well... I guess many of you are not that worried or wondering about what is happening. I'll tell you anyways. We have a garden. (If you can't tell from the photo) Mommy has been amazing with keeping it in order.