Well, it is official, the gorillas LOVE Jonah.

I am sick tonight - so this will be a short post. We took the children back to the zoo today... it is official, the gorillas have a thing for Jonah. We walk in and there are about three gorillas sitting in the little room and lots of people were taking their photos. We park the stroller and get H out - she starts running around as usual. Then we get Jonah out... and a gorilla comes over to the glass and Stands up to get a good look at him. Then she puts her arms up again. We walk, she walked. Finally, after 10 minutes or so, we packed everyone up. I put Jonah down in his stroller and he spits up so I grab the nearest towel, which was a beach one from the splash park and I start wiping him up. The Gorilla comes close to the glass and watches what we are doing to Jonah - I think she was concerned about why we were putting such a large towel over his face. Then she stares at him, back to us, again to him. It was very cool!

Hm, since my last post we've had really horrible moments and really wonderful, sweet moments. So is the life, I guess.

Monday the house issues really became very stressful. As I mentioned before about the tax bill... well, it is a mess. Apparently the sellers did pay something at the closing, but the title agency didn't figure the taxes correctly and so misquoted them a figure. Long story short - the title agency, while seeing the error, says it isn't their responsibility to fix it. The seller's said they paid what they were told to and are done with it. Leaving us with a nice, hefty, tax bill from a year we didn't even own the house. This ate up a lot of our emotional energy on Monday and Tuesday. We called everyone we could to seek advice and to get someone to step up to the plate and rectify the situation. We had to decide if we wanted to seek lawyers in the matter, but we have chosen not to go down that route. I struggled with anger for a little while because it feels wrong to have to pay the bill, but my husband has finally reached a peace. I'm so proud of him. He said that we prayed for God to lead us to the house He wanted us at and he still feels confident this house is it. While we've had a lot of headaches, we are thankful for the house and we want to represent His name well. I'm proud of my husband's leadership, self control, and wisdom. I feel bad he is having to deal with all of this. Once he finally came to the conclusion on Tuesday night that he'll have to pay the bill - his spirits seemed to lift. It was a stressful two days.

The Lord is so faithful. It is true what the Bible says, "Weeping may last for an evening, but joy comes in the morning." (Psalm 30:5). He granted us with very sweet times together on Wednesday and today. Wednesday Jason worked during the day, but my time with the children at home was our typical play filled day. Jason came home and I was amazed by the way he just brings laughter into the home when he comes in! We packed everyone up and took them to a park. At home we ate a nice family dinner and truly laughed. You know, there was nothing about Wednesday that was extra special, but I almost felt as if we were on vacation because of how relaxed and joyfilled we were. Truly, a gift from the Lord after a stressful few days.

This morning His goodness continued. We took a family trip to the zoo. As many of you know, zoos rank high on my list of favorite places. Even before we had children, we would go to zoos on vacation and I had a membership to the local zoo. So, I am always excited about a trip to the zoo, but this morning the Lord gave us little love gifts in the animals. First, the weather was perfect and the zoo was not very crowded. Then, all the animals were very active. The baby giraffe was literally running around chasing the birds. It was a funny sight that made us laugh, but also it was neat to see a giraffe run! The playful energy of the baby giraffe brought a smile to our faces and warmth in our hearts. I'm sure reading this it sounds simple, but it was truly a love gift from the Lord. Yet, it gets better. We head to visit the gorillas. There was one gorilla sitting very close to the glass so we have Havana get out to "play" with it. The Gorilla seemed unimpressed by Havana and Havana seemed unimpressed with the gorilla. I thought perhaps the gorilla would like to look at a book I had brought along, but it didn't do more than just look. Then I decide to get Jonah out of the stroller. Oh. My. Goodness! The Gorilla became infatuated with Jonah on a maternal level. She would follow us, put her hands and arms on the glass trying to get Jonah, she kept looking at him. Other children tried to come up and see the gorilla, but she would ignore them and look around them to see Jonah. We stepped to the left, she stepped to the left. We stood there for about 20 minutes. Jason and I were in awe. It was a very surreal moment, but a special time for our family. Once we packed Jonah up the gorilla sulked away from the glass turning her back to all the other onlookers. Perhaps you might consider us lucky to have gone when the animals were so active, but I consider it a love token from the Lord. I believe He was blessing us for our obedience to Him in the midst of stressful times. Oh how great our God is.

Room time has continued to go well the past few days. The children are now staying in their rooms almost 15 minutes. Yesterday I told Havana it was time for room time and she ran to get her baby gate out. Such a difference. It isn't a time of confusion or anxiety anymore. I'm sure she doesn't enjoy playing by herself, but she does it. Yesterday I went in to get Jonah and it was one of those moments that captures my heart -- He was holding onto a duck animal that is in his crib. He had reached for it himself during room time and was holding it when I came in. So cute. He didn't want to let go of it so I let him carry it around for a while. He's such a sweet boy.

Yesterday I was able to play peek-a-boo with him for the first time and he loved it. Giggling like crazy. It was another one of those moments I never want to forget. He is such a sweetheart. He enjoys just hanging out, but once he sees our faces, he'll break out into a wide smile. What joy in his heart. I love it. I'm excited to see what God is going to do through him. Jason told me he has a burden to pray for Jonah much more than he ever had for Havana... makes me wonder what special things the Lord has in store for the little man in my life. I pray he is sweet and polite, unafraid of the gospel, and a fierce defender of purity. For Havana, I pray her heart always belongs to the Lord. I pray that she never struggles with self worth issues and that she never, ever settles for a man who doesn't love Jesus with his whole heart and a man who would never compromise her purity. She is worth more I hope she knows that. She is worth waiting for. So is Jonah. But that is a whole different can of worms... :)

This afternoon we had speech therapy. Elizabeth says that Havana is making great improvements. She is intentionally saying "Mom-mom" now instead of it just being a sound. She knows it means me. She also understands the terms "use your words" - we say that when we want her to actually try to say something. When we tell her to say "baby" she will sign baby, but when we tell her to use her words to say baby she will say "bebe" -- she knows a handful of words (snack, go, purple, mom-mom, notebook, bye bye)and more signs than I ever thought a little girl would know. I do like how she can ask me specifically for things now that we're getting more advanced with our signs. Elizabeth told me today that she wished she could multiply me and have all mothers as involved and dedicated as I am. That was undeserved, but still an honor to hear.

Tonight I had one of those moments with havana where my heart said, "remember this" - after dinner I was cleaning up and she was just hanging out in the kitchen with me. I have my back to her and when I turn around I see that she is looking at her reflection in the oven and she was doing all of her signs. I saw her do dada, mom-mom, baby Jonah, thank you, please, and dog. How precious. How sweet. I don't know what she was thinking or why she felt compelled to watch herself do her signs, but I loved it. A moment I don't want to forget. Ugh, darn those moments that make me cry! :)

As I continued to clean up the kitchen I started thinking about how great my daughter is. She is pretty good about first time obedience... some people say I'm hard on her, but I'm not... I have decided to fight battles with her now that I'm the boss rather than later. She really doesn't throw many temper tantrums, etc. As I'm sitting there thinking about how great everything is... my pure, sweet little daughter runs up and BITES my leg. OUCH! That is her new thing. She hasn't bitten me, but I know she has bitten Jason. Wow, it hurt and was a nice crash landing into reality that my daughter is not the perfect little angel my mind was tricking me into believing. I get down in her face and tell her no, she laughs, I hold her hands down by her side and say no again, she continues to laugh, I spank her bottom, she still laughs. So I lock her in her high chair and she begins to cry. I keep repeating "No Biting. No Biting" and then I push her chair into the corner and go back to the dishes. She is crying and signing sorry, but I make her stay there for one minute. Then I get her out, make her look me in the eye and say she is sorry, but then I explain to her that she is not allowed to bite, but that I still love her and treasure her. I also told her if she bites me again, she is going back in the chair.

The high chair was a new thing for me. We've tried putting her in the corner and she loves it. In fact, she will often put herself in the corner whenever I tell her no and laughs the entire time. It has gotten to the point that she puts herself in the corner and i really have no idea why she is there. I didn't see her do anything bad. Guess she just likes it. Clearly that won't be a way to teach her right from wrong. So in my haste to get her to understand that biting is wrong because she was clearly laughing at everything else I tried... we did the chair. We'll see if it works. I'll keep you posted. :)

Please continue to be praying for the book process. It is still undergoing theology review. I truly need this entire thing covered in prayer and so would appreciate any you might say for the book and those who might read it. Thanks, my friends. :)

Good Weekend!

Well, room time on Saturday was a success. I went in to see her after she stayed in her room for 12 minutes... no crying... but I did see she had found her paci from her crib and put it in her mouth. But, I'm okay with that.

After room time on Saturday we played for a bit and then went to church as a family. This was the 2nd week in a row I dropped both Havana and Jonah off at the nursery... and it was the 2nd week we did not get paged out at all! Yay! How refreshing church has become. Looking back I see how we were really at our breaking point. For 21 months we would drive to church with dread knowing we had to drop our daughter off, only to get paged out, and then chase her around church. We didn't look forward to church, we dreaded it. It exhausted us and didn't refresh us. It has only been a few weeks now and we can already tell such a huge difference in our attitudes because of being able to go to church together.

Sunday was an equally good day. We were able to have a nice relaxing morning. Room time went well again! She actually played with her toys for 7 minutes before throwing them over the gate, but no crying at all. We are so proud. I found myself in one of those moments where I had to submit to Jason's lead. I told him how I had made H stay in her room for 12 minutes on Saturday and he said if she had not thrown her toys out of her room by 8-9 minutes that we should really go in and praise her for playing the entire time. I didn't really like that idea, I wanted the 12 minute break, but he's the boss. So I told him that sounded like a good plan. I love the moments when I'm choosing to submit to his leadership and it is something I have to wrestle with... growth for me! :) However, as I said before, she started throwing her toys out after 7 minutes. So we just went to get her at the 12 minute mark.

For some reason, her nap time on Sunday was incredibly long which was wonderful because it gave us all a chance to take a nap! Once everyone was up, we started to get ready for an evening church service we were going to check out. I was meeting some old college friends, who I haven't seen in over 5 years, and it was good. My husband scored some major points by chasing Havana around not only during church, but for the hour and half after church where I sat at the table and talked with old friends. I laughed, and he ran around after a one year old locked in hot gym! I really really appreciated all that he did so that my evening way enjoyable. He's such a good husband and daddy.

This morning, Monday, we took Havana to her first gymnastics time at a local gym. Let's just say that it wore Jason and myself out. This girl has absolutely NO FEAR. None. And no caution either. This gym has a huge enclosed slide that lands on a trampoline. Havana did the slide no less than 50 times in the hour that we were there and she would go down the slide violently coming out head first, rolling down on her side, or whichever way. Scared us to death, but she didn't care at all. She was on a three foot high mount and just stepped off of it as if it were just another step in the house. Oh my goodness. I was glad to have a place for her to channel all her energy... she has lots of pent up energy, but boy, did that place just show us how fearless our daughter is. She is a dare devil and I know she will love roller coasters as she gets older.

After gymnastics we brought her home for room time. She did great! This was the first day ever that she didn't get sad when she knew what was coming. She waved goodbye and did the sign for "I Love You" as she continued to play. She didn't even run to get her paci. She stayed in there for 12 minutes without crying, but she still threw toys over the gate. Perhaps she'll slowly learn to actually play with the toys in her room, but at least she knows what room time is and knows that we come back to get her. I'm glad we're starting room time off with Jonah from such a young age.

There were a few down moments over the weekend... I was reading to H and I pointed to a picture of a moon and I asked if she could say moon. She made my same inflections that I did, but not a sound that could be understood. My heart broke again in that moment. I don't know why her speech delay is hitting me hard right now, but I wanted to cry. How much of my little girl do I not know because she can't tell me? What gifts and talents does she possess that we have not been able to encourage? She went on about the book with a happy face which just made me want to cry all the more. She loves life, she is such a happy girl. I want her to stay that way so I need to make a point to not talk about her speech delay in front of her.

I was talking to Jason about it when she was down for a nap and he said that it might be years before she starts speaking to a point we can understand her. Years! My poor little girl. That night I had a dream that she went to Kindergarten. She was walking around the classroom using her signs and no one knew what she was saying. I sobbed. I'm crying now thinking about the dream.

I have to continually tell myself that this is how God made her. He doesn't make mistakes, He designed her perfectly. While she might have "flaws" to the human mind, those flaws can be used by Him to teach us things about Himself and to show His goodness through them. God doesn't make mistakes, He is very purposeful. He created and designed her to be exactly who she is... and I love that. I need to be better about reminding myself about it when my heart gets sad.

Also, of course, we have more house drama! We received a bill for the 2009 taxes on the house. We didn't buy the house until May 2010 and the 2009 taxes were supposed to be paid off by the sellers at closing. Apparently they weren't. Jason is down at the court house right now trying to work it all out. He will follow up that visit by driving to our Realtor's office to have a nice, stern talk with him. We called him last week when all the water damage came out and he has yet to return our calls. Ugh! It has been one big, fat mess after another. Finally today Jason and I sat down and prayed over the house, dedicating it to the Lord. I know I mentioned doing that on Saturday, but we never did it. Sometimes I'm so ashamed at how prayer times can just get shoved to the back burner. Working on that! :)

While both kids are down for their afternoon naps, I think I'll take a quick nap too! I really appreciate the people who read this blog. I don't feel like I have much to say that would an interesting read for anyone, but I appreciate a place to type out our crazy lives... :)

Room Time Breakthrough!!!!

Okay, so I am writing this during the kid's roomtime! Havana is NOT crying!!!! She is still throwing her toys over the gate, but she is NOT CRYING. She teared up a little bit when she saw what was happening, but I kept telling her it would be okay and that I loved her and she hasn't cried once since I walked away. She is only on minute 4, so tears might still come, but I'm so thrilled that she isn't crying!!!!! Today is the week mark - she has had 10 minutes of room time every day for a week now and this is her first time not to completely melt down. Yay! Praise God! Thank you guys for your prayers for her! I'm going to make her stay in there 12 minutes today, in hopes that it can be 15 minutes by the end of the week. But, perhaps I am being a little too optimistic. :) Now we'll see if this has helped her tonight when it comes time to put her in the nursery at church!

In other news, our house... seriously... last night we realized that our irrigation system must have a busted pipe because we were leaking gallons of water all through our yard and down the street. Jason was very disappointed. It seems like every week something, of major expense, goes out in our house. Jason said that while he doesn't regret buying the house... he thinks we will build our next house so we know the quality of the home we are getting and we can have a say in it. Last night I realized that we never really prayed over the house. Sure, we thanked God for it, but we never really prayed for His protection and blessing on it and we didn't bind Satan from it. I'm not saying all the problems came from this, but it really does help... so... I prayed over it last night and when Jason comes homes this afternoon we're going to pray for it together. Isn't prayer amazing?!

Quick update on the book... I submitted it yesterday, July 23rd. It is now undergoing theology review which they say will take 1-2 weeks. Once that is finished, it will move to the editing services. It is officially in God's hands now. I'm nervous, but at the same time excited.

I will write more later, but for now I must go get my daughter... who has been in her room for 12 minutes with NO CRYING! Yay!

Well, that was a first...

Tonight I made Havana laugh so hard that she puked! That's never happened before. I was reading her a story and doing some funny sound effects that made H laugh really hard. She asked for me to read the book again and so I did, knowing what part she really liked, and so I was sure to ham it up. But then I looked at her and there was puke on her shirt, coming out of her mouth, and a sour look on her face. Yuck! But so funny. Needless to say, we had to hop right in the bath to get her all cleaned up before bed. I tried not to make her laugh so much after that. :)

Well, my phone meeting for my book went well tonight. I ended up purchasing a publishing package! It's final... my book is underway. I'm extremely excited and terrified all at the same time. Tomorrow I am submitting my draft to the company. Since it is division of Lifeway, it has to undergo a theology review to make sure that it is Biblically sound and a content review to make sure my sources are cited properly. After that the editing process begins. They are hoping for it to be available for purchase by November and on the shelves of stores by late December/early January. We'll see what God has in store!

I am very grateful to Jason who is helping support me in this dream. I'm always full of big dreams... I want to be vice president, an actress, and now an author. He's so supportive. He always laughs that I am an "All or None" type person. "Go Big or Go Home." It's true... but I know to him my dreams might be out of reach, but he supports me anyway. I love him! As he was leaving for work he kept calling me "author Dugger" saying he was my biggest fan, wanting to know if I would autograph his book, etc. He's so sweet.

Room time went as expected today. She still cried the whole time. Poor girl. Maybe one day she'll actually play with the toys instead of throwing them over the gate. Back at it again tomorrow.

Speech Therapy went very, very well today! I was so proud of my baby girl. She literally sat down and focused the entire time! Normally we have to keep changing what toy we play with or what room we are in, but not this time. She was very focused and tried to speak every sound that Elizabeth asked her to say. I was so proud! She did many new signs too including "mouse" "green" and "wait."

Jonah has a cd that he listens to at night and one of the verses says, "A God given gift is wrapped up in you, you show more of Him than I'll ever teach you." How true! My children show me more of God than I'll ever teach them! Life is such a miracle and blessing. I pray daily my kids know and love Jesus as they grow up in this harsh world!

The past few days have been much better than Monday! Yesterday was a fairly low key day... Jason had to work and I stayed home with the kiddos. We just played. I had to do room time with Havana by myself. That was rough. I told her while we were downstairs in the playroom that we needed to head upstairs and have Room Time. That's all I said and she started crying. Once I got her upstairs she tried to hide in our room. Talk about ripping my heart out. So, I get her room set up with music and her special toys and then go and get her out of our room. She is crying and so I place her on my lap and say, "Let's talk about this..." I explain to her that she is having room time as a chance to play in her room by herself. It is not because I am mad at her or do not love her. I point out how Jonah is also having room time.

I got very sad in that moment thinking that she couldn't really talk back to me. How trapped must she feel? She can't express herself. I would like to know why it is so upsetting to her so I can talk it over with her, but since I don't know, I just have to guess. Poor little girl.

She did the usual during room time - crying, screaming, throwing all her toys over the gate. I think her throwing things over the gate is her way of saying, "I want to play with these toys... but over there." I made her stay in for 10 minutes and then I went to go get her. It made me sad, but it had to be done.

Today's room time went a little bit better. I was doing her hair in the bathroom and told her that we were about to do room time. She started crying, but couldn't really run anywhere since she was sitting in the sink. I take her to her room where Jason was setting it up and then we left. She still cried the whole time, but it wasn't so much an abandonment cry as much as it was just her expressing her dislike of the situation. A cry that is much easier to listen to that her previous cries during room time. So, even though she cried the full 10 minutes, I still viewed it as a success!

This afternoon I was putting away clean close in Jonah's room and Havana was playing in his room too! I look over and she had put all the clean bibs around her neck. She looked very funny. When I told her it was time to go downstairs she took them all off one at a time. I swear she makes me smile just by breathing!

After the kiddos woke up from their afternoon naps, I was going stir crazy so I packed them up and we went to the zoo. For some reason, I didn't realize how hot it was until we were walking around the zoo. Ugh. So Hot. We only did about half to zoo before I decided we had to leave for Jonah's sake. However, it was not very crowded and so Havana was able to play on the playground for a while and then we got to visit the gorillas. They were very close to the glass eating their food and whenever they dropped their food on the floor Havana would go, "Uh-Oh" -- very cute.

On the way home we stopped at the bank. I walk in with my two children and the bank teller is admiring them both. When she inquires about Jonah's age, she was amazed he was only 11 weeks old. Her guess would have been 5 months old (we get that a lot). She then proceeds to tell me that she thinks it is formula today that causes such big babies. He would not be that big if I nursed him. I politely told her that I only nursed him! Ha. He'll probably loose weight once I start him on cereal! :)

We got home this evening and we took Tucker out for a while in our yard. We are on week two of our invisible fence and I was very proud of him. Two of my neighbors came out to talk and Tucker stayed in his yard the entire time! He's so smart! Then I made dinner while Havana played at my feet! On nights Jason is home I always go with easy foods for dinner... tonight was Mac & Cheese with Broccoli. Both Havana and I scarfed it down. :)

I was thinking tonight about how impressed I am with Havana's obedience. Don't get me wrong, she still does things she isn't supposed to and sometimes she doesn't do what I ask the first time I ask it (which we are working on first time obedience), but overall, she really is a good girl. I've taught her that if she is done with her food, she gives it to me instead of throwing it on the floor. So tonight I had to laugh when she handed me every individual Mac&Cheese noodle that was left on her tray. Jonah was his same content little self today. He truly has captured my heart with his "whatever" attitude! He's a great sleeper, eater, and boy! I love his sweet snuggles!

I have a phone consult with a man from Crossbooks, the publishing company I'm working with. I'm very excited, but trying to get all my questions together tonight over which publishing package I'm going to go with. I'm very excited about this project and excited to see where God leads this ministry...

This post seems pretty boring to me, but hey, not every day can be full of so many adventures such as leaking showers and extensive water damage! Perhaps tomorrow will bring some more interesting stories... until then, goodnight!

July 19th. FAIL.

Have you ever had one of those days where everything that could possibly goes wrong... does! One of those days where you either want to push the "reset" button and start the day over or just push fast forward and get the day over with? Well, that was my day.

Havana woke up earlier than normal this morning which really had her struggling for self control all day. We didn't attempt room time with her until 11:30 and by then, she was already rubbing her eyes. Perhaps that is why it went so poorly. The minute she saw us getting out the gate; she began screaming and crying. It was very much like what she does the minute we walk into church. She knows what is coming. We still put the gate up, set her toys out, push play on her cd player, and walked away saying the same key phrases of "room time" "we'll be right back" and "we love you."

To say it didn't go well would be an understatement. It was horrible. She immediately threw all her toys over the gate while crying to the point of choking. It was so incredibly hard to listen to. After about 2 minutes Jason said, "Let's pray for her." And so we did...during which I cried too. We prayed for Havana to feel the Lord in her room with her, that he would calm her heart, give her peace, reassure her of our love. I wish I could say that she stopped crying immediately, but she didn't. She continued to peer over the gate screaming at the top of her lungs. We made her stay in there the entire 10 minutes. We need to do it everyday... just like when we sleep trained her...

When we went in to get her she was a mess. It took a long time for her to come down and she was practically glued to Jason. You couldn't peel her off of him for anything. Poor, poor girl. That was incredibly sad for both Jason and myself. However, I am pleased to announce that Jonah did great at room time. As soon as I turned on his little mobile he broke out into a huge smile and sat perfectly for 10 minutes in his crib.

As the day progressed, it continued to get worse. We had some plumbers come out this afternoon to evaluate a leak we noticed in the house yesterday. We were hoping it was just a loose pipe. Nope! Apparently the shower in our master bathroom wasn't installed correctly and has a leak that has dripped water all throughout the walls and ceiling of our first floor. The men said that the leak had been there for a while and that the home inspectors should have caught it. They also said our piping was not really up to code! So, now we have two holes in the drywall of our first floor, our entry way walls are streaked with water runs and it has reached the front door causing the doorway to bend. Their solutions: rip out everything in our master bathroom (tile and everything) and start over. Then repair the water damage downstairs. They even suggested calling the health department because while they didn't see any mold... there very well might be some.

I can't tell you how sick to our stomachs that made us feel. We still love our house, love the back yard, love the location, etc. But we were under the impression that this was a nice neighborhood and a good quality home. This is coming from the price of the homes sold in the neighborhood, etc. Our house is only 7 years old...

I am a little frustrated with the home inspectors... I noticed the water spots when we moved in and yet they never reported them in their report. They should have reported them and they should have investigated or at least given us a heads up that they were there. No one was living in the house when we bought it so they didn't appear between the time of the inspection and the time of closing. We have calls into them, the realtor, and our home warranty people. When we moved in the fridge wasn't working, then the air conditioning went out, and now we have to redo the entire front of our house. Seriously?!

The news was depressing. Don't get me wrong - we still love our house and the location, but I don't think we would have bought the house at the price we did if we had known about the water damage. Perhaps we would have gone with another house in the neighborhood... who knows. I still love our house, and in some ways I'm very excited about remodeling our bathroom, something we had mentioned doing a few years up the road... but still! Can we say frustrating.

Jason and I were both disappointed. It is hard not to take that frustration out on each other, but we were very united. In front of him I try to be very positive - saying I know it is a disappointment, but that it will be okay. I also try to be a safe ear for his venting. But it sort of cast a gray cloud over the entire day.

I was telling Jason that while I don't want to be selfish in this matter; I am a little sad because the money we will spend redoing our bathroom will cut into the savings we had to publish my book. Publishing the books isn't anywhere near the top of the priority list, but it is a desire of mine. Jason says that is not necessarily the case, but I honestly couldn't allow us to pay for the book while knowing the expense that this whole home repair is going to cost. Oh, home ownership... :)I am thankful for a roof over our heads and the fact we have other bathrooms we can use in the meantime while ours is out of commission.

While we were giving Havana a bath times tonight, she pooped in the tub! That is one of my least favorite things ever because of how gross it is, how gross it make the tub, and the fact I have to clean it up, clean the tub, and clean all her toys. But it was keeping in stride with the bad day.

As we were doing family devotions tonight, Havana snuggled up to me and her hair pulled out my nose ring. This has never happened. Ever. But it happened tonight. I find the nose ring and put it in my pocket. We tuck Havana in and close the door and once outside her room I look for the nose ring. Can't find it! Jason and I search through my pockets and the floors in the hallway. No where. It had to be in Havana's room still. We didn't want her to find it in the AM and swallow it and we had to make sure it wasn't in the crib... so we open her room door, turn on the lights, waking her up, and search. We did find it, but by then Havana was so thrown off that it made her going back to sleep a little difficult. She had a rough day waking up so early, being woken up from her nap time early because of the plumbers, and now we disturbed her sleep. Poor girl!

So, I'm ready for today to be over and we'll try it all again tomorrow, but before I go to bed... must finish cleaning the bath toys...