Handmade Valentine’s- Heart Shaped Crayons

Who doesn’t love a handmade heart shaped crayon for Valentine’s Day?

Normally, I’m a go to Target, pick out some cute Valentine’s day cards and send Makenzie off to daycare with them.  But I had been eyeing up this Pinterest project I had pinned a while ago and I had my heart (get it) set on making these for the kids.  So last weekend, Brady and I were at the grocery store which just so happened to be next to Michael’s and we quickly ran over to see what we could find and how much it would cost us.  I walked out of the store with 2 packages of heart shaped silicone molds and 6 boxes of crayons which were buy one get one half off.  I spent less than $15.00 on the whole thing and had enough supplies for both Makenzie and Brady’s classes.

Heart Shaped Crayons with Printable Valentines
Below is what you need to make Heart Shaped Crayons

• 120 Crayola Crayons (6 boxes)
• sharp knife
• heart shaped silicone mold

That night after Brady was in bed, Makenzie, Brian, and I all gathered at the kitchen table and started cutting and peeling.  We peeled a lot of crayons.  A lot. Once the crayons were peeled Makenzie and I sorted the crayons into like colors, blues with purples, greens with yellows, and pinks with reds.

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Directions:
Using a very sharp knife, cut through the wrapper on each crayon length wise and remove it.  If the crayons are not already broken, cut into small pieces and keep with like colors.

Fill each silicone heart with the crayon pieces.  These aren’t the exact ones that I used but I think they would work just fine.

Bake at 250 degrees for 15-20 minutes or until all crayons are melted.  Remove from oven and allow time to cool and harden.

When the crayons were completely cool I went ahead and hot glued the crayon hearts to the valentine printable card.  I think they turned out so adorable!

If you want to use the free printable valentine’s from thenerdswife.com then click here.

RSV.

This isn’t our first rodeo with the nasty bug, nor is it Brady’s.  He had it last year as a 4 month old.  It was brutal then and it was just as brutal this time around.  Unfortunately, it was even more so aggressive this time around and it landed him in the hospital Thursday night.

It started last week Saturday as a normal winter time cold.  When you live in the Midwest a cold and cough is pretty much par for the course and one of those inevitably will happen to a child in daycare or school.  Sunday-Tuesday were about the same.  Dry, hacking cough, runny nose, and irritability but no fever.  Wednesday, I got a phone call from daycare  late afternoon letting me know that he was running a low grade fever, 99.8, and that he hadn’t had a wet diaper since that morning.  So I picked him and Makenzie up and brought them home.  While I made dinner, he fell asleep on Brian which NEVER HAPPENS.  This 16 month old is go, go, go once we get home.  Mostly he is go, go, go right into the pantry because he acts like he doesn’t eat all day.  Not the case.  Daycare feeds him and he eats.

For dinner he ate applesauce and then said he was, “all done”.  We gave him Motrin, a quick nebulizer treatment, followed it up with a bath, and he was sleeping by 6:30.   The next morning he woke up happy, with an appetite and without a fever so we went ahead and sent him to daycare.

3:15p- I got a call from daycare but on the other end was Makenzie’s teacher letting me know that although she wasn’t running a fever she wasn’t feeling well.  Brady had a doctor appointment at 4:15 so I told her I would be there soon to pick her up.  I finished a couple things up for work and then headed out the door.  On my way to picking up the kids I got another call from daycare but this time from Brady’s teacher saying that he was running a low grade fever, irritable, and not having a lot of wet diapers.

4p- Makenzie, Brady, and I got to the doctor’s office for our 4:15 appointment.  While waiting, Makenzie watched one of the movies playing in the office and Brady slept on me leaving a gigantic drool pile on my shoulder.  It was so massive that one of the dad’s looked over and said, “Oh wow, is that drool?!” I just laughed and said, “Probably!” It did seem a little wet.

5p- We FINALLY got called back.
He was weighed and the nurse took his vitals.  Long story short, he now had a fever of 101, he was wheezing, rapidly breathing,  retracting badly, and making a grunting noise with every single breath.  It was visible under his rib cage, up by his collar bone, and under his trachea.

5:10p- The doctor came in, listened to him, checked his ears, nose, mouth, and then ordered a nebulizer treatment.

5:20p- First nebulizer treatment began.  He fought it at first but then gave in and just sat there and was such a good boy.  Makenzie on the other hand was so patient.  She never once asked when we were leaving as she was very concerned for her brother.  She rubbed his back, sang him songs, and held his hand while he slept.

5:35p- After the first treatment his doc came back in, listened to his lungs, counted his breaths/minute and ordered a dose of Motrin to help with the fever and ordered another neb treatment.  He said Brady was moving air BETTER than before but his breathing still hadn’t changed.  He was breathing well into the 50’s per minute. The “normal” for a toddler is between 30 – 40.

5:45p-During this chaos I managed to text Brian and he came to pick Makenzie up.  Thankfully, the pediatrician’s office is less than 5 minutes from our house.  Brian came picked Makenzie up and fed her mac n cheese from Noodles that I had strategically bought before I got to daycare earlier.

6p- Second neb treatment which he slept through the entire thing.


6:15p- Doc came back in, checked him out once again.  His breathing still hadn’t changed so the pediatrician ordered us to go to the ER in Naperville for a chest X-Ray.  He also said we may be admitted based on what he was seeing.

 

6:30p- I got Brady into the car and we drove home quick to pick up a few little things.  Mostly diapers, wipes, a change of clothes for Brady, and a snack too since I hadn’t eaten anything since well before 11:30a.

6:55p- Pulled back out of the driveway and Brady and I were on our way to Edwards Hospital in Naperville.

7:20p- We walked into the ER and were taken back right away as his pediatrician called and told them we were coming. Brady was hooked up to an O2 monitor and given 30 minutes of nebulizer treatments right off the bat.  His o2 sats were 89% and he was breathing between 52 breathes per minute.

8p- Chest x-ray was done (he hated).  They swabbed his nose (he equally hated).  Took his blood pressure (annoyed the shit out of him having something on his leg), took his temperature (didn’t mind), and lastly put him on oxygen to help him breath.  At this point, he was too tired to care so he didn’t fight it.

8:15p- The on call pediatrician came in to talk with me and said the neb treatments were not helping him and his 02 sats were too low for me to take him home.  They wanted to monitor his vitals overnight so we were going to be admitted and they were working on getting us a room.  They also gave him a dose of Azithromycin for his pneumonia.

8:30p-  The pediatrician from the Pediatric Care Unit/PICU came down to talk with me.  She said the radiologist confirmed pneumonia but she wasn’t convinced just yet (waiting for the nasal swab for extra confirmation).  She also said we could skip an IV for now but if Brady didn’t start having some output or drinking fluids, they wouldn’t hesitate to put one in.  So I pushed water as much as I possibly could with him but he’s a stubborn little guy.  She said they were going to give him a breathing treatment every 4 hours and chest therapy every 4 hour which sounds scarier than it is.  It’s a little rubber devices that they “pound” on his chest, avoiding the cardiac area, to help loosen up all the mucous in the lungs.

9:30p- We got wheeled to the PCU/PICU.  Brady was exhausted and confused.  I was exhausted and hungry.  The night before this all happened, both Brian and I went to bed at 9p as we both were struck with a little tummy bug.  I felt awful all night long and I woke up that Thursday morning to Brian dry heaving in the bathroom.  So I ate a very small lunch at 11a and that was it for the entire day.  When we finally got to the PCU/PICU I was so happy to see a small bag of Goldfish and snack items in his room.

9:45p-  Took his measurements (weight, height, head circumference).  Got him dressed in his hospital gown.  Hooked him up to the monitors. I was told to save all diapers so they could weigh them. I tried to push water, milk, apple juice.  He said no, no, no. The nurses got Brady settled in his crib and he actually did really well.  The rest of the night was a blur but here is what I remember.

10p- Brady was dozing on and off in between me trying to shove water down his throat which he did not appreciate.

10:30p- Texting with Brian and called my mom.

11:30p- First nebulizer treatment in his room.  He didn’t fight it.  He just laid there, very tired.  After the neb treatment, she did his first chest therapy treatment.  2 minutes of pounding on the left side, 2 minutes of pounding on the right side.  Again, he didn’t seem bothered by this at all.  He actually seemed to like it.

12-3a: He was really restless during this time.  I imagine part of the blame was on the albuterol.  He had gotten 6 treatments in a matter of 5 hours.  He was tired but his little legs and arms kept twitching.  I remember when I was younger and had to take my inhaler, I hated how it made me feel.  Very jittery and shaky.  I can imagine that was how he felt x10.

1a- o2 monitor would beep every time it would drop under 93%.

2a- Night nurse came in to take vitals. Fever was up to 102.5.  I had JUST fallen asleep when I heard, “HI!”  He was greeting his nurse and boy she fell hard for him! She also asked if he had drank much of anything and he didn’t.

2:15a- No better time than force feeding my child a cherry popsicle.  I had a better time in college trying to kick drunk, feisty people out of the bar than the struggle this little guy put up over a popsicle.  That is, until he gave in and took a lick.  Then he turned into a ravenous bear, eating and biting it.

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Post cherry popsicle.

3a- I knew it was only a matter of time before respiratory would be back in so I didn’t even attempt to fall back asleep.

3:15a- Second nebulizer and chest therapy.  He slept through this entire session which was so sweet.

3:20a- I decided to ask for some Normal Saline solution and take my ever so dry, crusted to my eyes, contacts out and try to get some sleep.

6:55a- I woke up to another, “HI!” I rolled over only to see Brady staring at me through the crib bars apparently waiting for me to get my lazy ass up.  I rolled out of bed and changed his diaper.  Good sign.  Pee and poop is good. His poor nose was crusted which meant we got to try the wall suction.  Can I just say, I want one of these in my house.  I have the Nose Frida which I get a very gross satisfaction from all the boogers I suck from his nose when he is sick but this hospital grade wall suction was AMAZING.  At least I thought so.  Brady, not so much.

7:15-8:45a- He and I watched Frozen, ate snacks, drank more water, and snuggled during this time.  The pediatrician also came in and said he did really well over night.  He was able to sleep most of the night without oxygen and his 02 sats started off at 89% but climbed up to between 94-97% throughout the night and were maintaining 97/98% in the morning.  She said his nose swab came back positive for RSV but the micros that they tested for pneumonia came back negative.  She said the soft tissues in his lungs were inflamed but she still wasn’t convinced and therefore not going to treat him for it but was sure we would be able to go home that afternoon. She also said that days 4 and 5 are the worst for RSV which was very apparent for Brady’s case.

 


8:45a- Brian came to give me a little relief and I headed out back for home to take a shower, get a quick bite of food, some Starbucks, and head back to the hospital.

9a- I left and Brian took over Daddy duty.

9:15-11:45a- Brady got some much needed cuddles on daddy taking a 2.5 hour nap.

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11:45a- I got back to the hospital with food, Starbucks, a change of clothes for Brady, and a few toys and books.

12p- The pediatrician came in and said we were free to go home! We were told to continue with the nebulizer treatments at home as needed and give Motrin if he seemed uncomfortable or for fever.  She said he “should” be fever free by Monday and if he wasn’t to call and let them know.  We were told to watch for the things that brought us in, in the first place.

The rest of the weekend was spent snuggling, sleeping, and just relaxing.  He had been fever free since early Friday morning and the fever did not return at all over the weekend.  His breathing was much better and the only lingering symptoms right now are the horrendous, hacking cough and constant runny nose and mucous/snot.  So – Much – Snot. His appetite is ok, though not what it normally is, but he is definitely on the mend.

Makenzie on the other hand….

I just said to Brian the other day, “Makenzie hasn’t been sick in a really long time.  Not since she got scarlet fever last year.” I never should have said that.  Its like I was just taunting the universe.

I got a call today from daycare that Makenzie had a fever and wasn’t feeling well.

Sigh.  It’s definitely cold and flu season in the Midwest.  I’m just hoping hers is short lived and she will be feeling better in no time, right along with her little brother.

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Saying goodbye to Ronald McDonald and the Ronald McDonald house in the PCU/PICU at Edwards Hospital in Naperville.

 

Mile High … City.

It’s finally out there and official. From the Windy City to the Mile High City, we are moving to Denver.  Brian had gotten a call in early December about a job within his company that would be opening up.  He was told, if he wanted it, it was his.  So we talked it over that weekend and decided there was no time like the present.  Our kids are getting older and Makenzie will potentially be starting kindergarten the following fall so we were ready to embark on a new adventure as a family.  This will also keep Brian on the same career path that he has wanted to stay on so from a career standpoint it was an easy choice for us.  Leaving the Midwest on the other hand and all of our family and friends will be anything but easy.

The week of Christmas we had been patiently, me not so patiently, waiting on the offer letter to come and the announcement to go out at BK’s work before we could really start telling the world, i.e. Facebook.  Funny how Facebook announcements automatically mean things are “official”.  However, he got the offer letter on a Thursday and the announcement didn’t go out until the following Tuesday because of the holidays.

So even though Brian and I knew it was official, we held off on telling Makenzie about our big move until after Christmas.  We weren’t exactly sure how she was going to react and we wanted her to just enjoy being with her cousins, grandparents, hanging with us, and being a 4 year old enjoying Christmas and all the excitement that comes with it, i.e. Santa and presents.

Fast forward two weekends ago.  We put Brady down for a nap after lunch and told Makenzie she didn’t have to nap that day.  She started playing with her dolls when Brian and I both sat on the couch and asked her to come over by us so we could talk.  She came over, sat down, looked up at us and asked, “What do you guys want to talk about?”

I let Brian take the lead on this one and he did fantastic.  He began by saying, “Daddy got a new job!”  And she immediately asked, “Does that mean we have to move to a new state?” I would like to take this moment and tell you that in those next 30 minutes, I sat on the couch, staring in awe at this little four year old.  My four year old.  She suddenly was so big. So mature.  So wise beyond her years.  My heart was pretty much exploding with pride and love and a mixture of happy and sad emotions.

He went on to tell her that yes, we would be moving to a new state.  She asked what state and we told her, Colorado.  She continued on asking how far away it was? Do we have to get a new house? New daycare? New friends? And if that meant we weren’t going to see Grandma and Papa and Grammy and Grandpa as much anymore.  Or in her words, “Will we ever see them again?” We assured her that although we wouldn’t be able to see them as much as we do now, we would still see them again during holidays and any special trips we make back to Wisconsin or they make to see us.  She asked about both sets of cousins and when she was going to see them.  It was starting to click.

We explained we would be finding a new house, new daycare, new babysitter, and that she would get a brand new bedroom.  We told her about the mountains and how beautiful they are.  She asked if we were going to drive there and we explained although we could drive, we were going to take a plane because otherwise we would be in the car for close to 15 hours and she replied with, “Oh, I could not handle that.” You and me both, sister.  You and me both.

It was going to be an adventure, we told her.  It may be scary and new and different but we would all be together as a family.  Her next major concern was the animals in Colorado.  So we broke out the iPad and searched animals native to Colorado.  We began flipping through the pictures when she got a very alarmed look on her face.  “They have TIGERS in Colorado?” We laughed and told her no, not tigers.  Swipe to the left.  “What?! The have rhinos there too?!” At this point we looked at the iPad and realized she had stumbled into the Denver Zoo and was looking at the animals there.  So after we assured her that tigers and rhinos were not randomly walking around the city of Denver, she was better.

When we made the move from Iowa to Chicago, Makenzie was 20 months old.  So Brady will be just a little younger than what Makenzie was.  And thinking about it and how she transitioned, she did great.  The new house, new bedroom was not even a factor for her.  I think she loved all the space she got in comparison to our old house in Iowa.  Daycare on the other hand was a different story.  It took her a few weeks to not cry every morning that we would drop her off.  If you are a parent and your children go to daycare you know one of the worst feelings is leaving your child, who is desperately trying to cling onto you, in the hands of strangers. You hope and you pray that these new strangers take to your children, love your children, and comfort your children just as good if not better than the last ones did.

After about 30 minutes she was over the conversation so she walked away and went into her playroom.  I, on the other hand, remained on the couch with a few different emotions going through my mind and heart.  The same emotions that both Brian and I have been working through for the last month.

We are leaving the Midwest.  The place we call home.  The place that we have called home for 34 and 35 years, respectively.  Although, I haven’t lived in Wisconsin for close to 8 years now we’ve always been in drivable distance to “home” and that is all about to change.  We are entering a new time zone even! Even though it’s only an hour behind what we are used to, that is something that we will have to adjust to not to mention that mountain, mile high air.  I know, the time zone, the air, these are all little things and small in the scheme of things but they are changes.  And I feel like both Makenzie and Brady are about to have their little worlds turned upside down.  And the mama bear in me is coming out and it is fierce and I want nothing more but for them to transition well and be happy and comfortable with their new surroundings.

Everything is unknown right now.  We have already started the house selling process here as we have a couple real estate agents asking for our business.  We are also set up with an agent out in Denver and he’s been sending us homes in the specific area we asked for.  Last weekend we went through 86 homes and filtered out what we liked and what we didn’t.  Right now we have 56 that we aren’t interested and 30 that may be worth taking a look at.  Brian is flying out next week Monday for work and then staying an extra day to do some house hunting with our agent.  So on my to do list is go back through those 30 that I have marked as potentials and filtering them even more.

It’s stressful.  I am nervous.  Excited.  Sad. A mix of emotions.  This will be a big change for us as a family but we most definitely will be making the best of this new adventure.

Change is good, right?

At almost 15 months old, Brady has experience quite the shake up in his normal day to day routine.  In the last month alone he has switched from the baby room to the toddler room at daycare.  First and foremost, that means he isn’t running with open arms to his DCP, Ms. Carey, every single morning.  It would make my morning drop off SO much easier when I saw him do this.  Literally, we would open the door and he would push me to get down.  I would set him down and he would run, arms out, very Frankstein-ish towards her and she would scoop him up and give him a big hug! He would put his head on her shoulder and he could basically care less that I was walking out the door.  So that transition in general has been a little tougher on him.  It also means he no longer sleeps in a crib or eats from a high chair.  Instead, he sleeps on a cot with a cozy blanket and eats at a big boy table with big boy chairs.  I tried bringing a toddler pillow Makenzie used but according to his new DCP, Ms. Lauren, he pushed the pillow off his cot and wanted zero to do with it.  Maybe we’ll try again next spring.

He’s also officially done nursing.  I went away last weekend for the first time, well, let’s just say in a really, really long time.  And so Brian had to put Brady to sleep on Saturday night without me nursing him.  He did great and hardly blinked.  I got home on Sunday night and was ready to put him to bed but instead Brian did it again without much of a fuss from Brady.  So we repeated that again on Monday and Tuesday night and then Wednesday I decided to try it myself.  After bath, I carried him into his nursery, grabbed his blanket, turned the light off and he laid his sweet little head on my shoulder and that was that.  He had been showing some signs of weaning so we thought it was a good time, even if emotionally I wasn’t completely ready for it.  Leading up to this, some nights he nursed great before bed while other nights he would nurse from one side and then refused the other.  So basically he eats dinner at 5:30 and he’s good until he wakes up the next morning around 7.  But let me tell you, when we ask him if he wants to eat in the morning, he practically runs downstairs to get some breakfast and his sippy of milk.

Now that it has been almost a week of not nursing, I am good with things.  I have my body back and I don’t feel guilty having just one extra glass of wine.  I’m very thankful I was able to nurse as long as I did with both kids (14 months with Makenzie). I was extremely lucky that with both kids breastfeeding came very easy for me and them.  They latched well from the beginning and I was just comfortable with it.  Plus, I really enjoyed that snuggle time with them.  We worked through issues of colic, lip ties, acid reflux, and bottle refusal but at the end of the day, they were fed, they were happy, and that was just what worked best for my family.  In total, I nursed for 29 months between to the two kids.  Have you seen the Tree of Life pictures on FB for breastfeeding? I made a few for fun tonight, check them out below!  #normalizebreastfeeding


He’s also been working on his molars since what seems like early October.  They are taking their sweet time though, that’s for sure.  One is all the way through, the top two are making there way down and the other bottom one is just cutting the gum line.  Molars are tough.  They take forever and there is a period of time when all you feel like you are doing is giving your kid medicine before bed.  I hate it.  But I’m also not going to make him suffer in pain and refuse any sort of meds.  Any of you had to experience your wisdom teeth coming in? Teething stinks! Pretty sure I couldn’t do it without something to take the edge off.  Brian and I usually put him to sleep without medicine on days that he is overall in a good mood and happy but on the days he is fussy and in obvious pain there is no point in waiting it out.

He’s also battling a cough and head cold just like his mama. So between no longer nursing, getting his molars, not being 100% comfortable in his new environment during the day at school, nightmares, and being sick, sleep has been hit or miss.  Some nights he sleeps 7p-7:15a while other nights he wakes up about 2 hours in and needs some extra cuddles.  There was a stretch there for a while were he would be up for a couple hours at night and Brian and I took turns each night, sleeping on his floor calming him.  Sometimes all it took was us shushing him and he would lay back down and sleep… Other times, he needed extra snuggles rocking him back to sleep.

We’ve learned that he despises taking pictures with Santa.  So strange,  I wonder who he gets that from…  He loves looking out the window at the Christmas lights when it’s dark and just stands there and says, “WOW!!!” or “WOAH!!!”

He randomly sat down backwards on his potty seat a couple weeks ago and peed before bath time and then finished it up by splashing his hands in it because… well, he’s a boy. The peeing thing was pure luck though and had I waited like 10 more seconds I’m pretty sure he would have peed all over the wall instead of in the potty chair.  I tell him almost daily in the bath that he “needs to be gentle” when he’s exploring down there.  Seriously, what is it with boys and playing and touching all the time?  I’ve been assured it’s normal and to “just wait” from my sister and other fellow boy moms so… that sounds like a blast.  Can’t wait for that….

So overall, this little guy has gone through some big changes within the last month or so.  But change is a good thing, right?  Change makes a person more flexible, fluid, and to learn to just go with the flow… at least that’s what I am telling myself.

The Land Down Under


SUNDAY WAS THE DAY!!! Pre-enrollment for Australia is FINALLY open!!! 

I’m laying in bed tonight. I should be sleeping. But I can’t. I’m thinking about Australia. I’m thinking about the possibilities, the market, and the opportunity that is just waiting there. 

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The Twelve Days of Christmas Rodan + Fields Style

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Twelve days of Christmas will be starting today!! I will be offering one product at my consultant pricing each day. Be the first person to comment on my Facebook post and it’s yours for my price! Be on the lookout each day for some great deals!

On the first day of Christmas my R+F girl offered me…. One eye cream at the consultant price of $45! (Retails at $60). This will last you 4+ months and a little bit goes a long way even when used twice per day as directed.

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Introducing Rodan + Fields Lash Boost

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“As I’ve gotten older, my full, lush lashes had turned into short, blah stubbs that had me reaching for falsies with every big event.  I tried so many lash products that I’ve lost count.  The prescription one burned my eyes like crazy, the OTC ones did absolutely nothing.  Lash extensions weren’t an option because of the horror stories I heard and, frankly, I didn’t want to spend that kind of time having someone attach stuff to my eyes. So I would gaze at our daughter Bebe’s gorgeous eye fringe and long for the lashes of my youth.  Until now. And, as you can see, it works on brows, too.  I purposely didn’t trim mine before I snapped the pics so I could show you how the ends are filling in, requiring less of that time-consuming brow pencil!”

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You can get Lash Boost beginning November 2! And while supplies last, you’ll also get a free adorable make up bag and a mini-eye cream containing a 2-week supply of our triple threat against lines, puffiness and dark circles. And if you’re already a devoted R+F Eye Cream user, this is a perfect travel size! Imagine what your eyes will look like by the holiday parties (WOW!) and by New Year’s Eve (WHOA!).

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▪ If you’re not one of our Preferred Customers yet, tell me to put you on my Lash List so you’ll get started on your boosted lashes asap. A quick 10-minute call will get your order ready to process!
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What does Lash Boost do? 

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In 4 weeks of use:
90% had fuller lashes
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These improved lashes are 100% natural and 100% YOURS! Lash Boostprovides moisture, nutrients and protection. Fuller, longer and darker lashes open the eyes and make them appear YOUNGER.

Now we all know what young eyes look like… big, vibrant, alive… with those visible lashes. That’s why we subconsciously perceive large eyes as a sign of youth, health, and vitality.

Eyelashes, as well as protecting the eyes, open them up and draw attention to them. However, lashes age, breakages increase, they become shorter and more brittle due to loss of hydration, and get damaged through daily beauty routines that tug and pull at them.

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The results? Younger-looking, fuller-looking, darker-looking lashes that are 100% natural and 100% yours.

 

Any questions? The 2016 Holiday Lash Boost offer will be available beginning 11/2/2016, until supplies last.  Holiday Lash Boost will include: one LASH BOOST, one Mini REDEFINE eye cream all packaged in this adorable “wink” zipper pouch.

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Brady- 1 year!

I have not one but two toddlers now.

Our little Wild One, Brady, celebrated his first birthday on September 29th and we had a family party the weekend before that.  The theme was Where the Wild Things Are and Wild One! We watched football, ate food, celebrated our little man, and the kids played and made a mess which is exactly what they should do.  I made 3 different types of sliders, thank you Pinterest; Cheeseburger, chicken parmesan, and chicken BBQ along with homemade mac n cheese which is a family favorite in our house.  We had fruit and array of appetizers beforehand too.  Brady wasn’t a fan of his smash cake but he had just eaten an adult size portion of mac n cheese along with fruit and some cheeseburger and had a poopy diaper so you know, he just wasn’t feeling it.  The frosted covered sugar cookies that I made on the other hand… those he liked!

It’s so hard for me to believe that he is already 1.  I feel like his first year went by in light speed and looking back it went faster than Makenzie’s first year.  So in our case, the saying holds true that it goes by even faster with your second (and third and fourth and so on).  He made a huge jump in development from 10 to 11 months, which my slacker self did not write a post on.  He started walking around 11.5 months old and hasn’t stopped since! He prefers walking to crawling any day of the week and his language has exploded too.

Just like his sister, he said “mama” a week or so before his birthday so that was fun for me to hear.  He loves food, his big sister, blowing kisses and waving, and he gives the very best hugs I have ever gotten from a baby.  He thinks daddy is hilarious and is a big time mama’s boy.  I’m talking, I walk out of the room and he usually lets me know how unhappy he is.  🙂 He is still obsessed with birds and dogs, that still hasn’t changed!

Words He Says
Hi
Bye
Mama
Dada
Go
All Done
*He attempts to say bird but it sounds more like turd but props to him for trying! He also signs milk, giggles when we ask him to sign more and all done, and knows exactly what the word and sign for “eat” is.

He is officially off of bottles during the day at daycare and is on a sippy cup full time alternating between breast milk, 2%, and water.  He loves water.  And let’s be honest, he still loves breast milk.  However, I am down to 2 sessions per day, right away in the morning and right before bed.  The morning one will be the next to go and I think that one before bed one is going to be a bit tougher.  I thought for sure he was self weaning around the 11 month mark but nope, he was just teasing and is back to liking the boob again.

He loves food.  Like pretty much anything we put on his tray he will at least try.  He is a carnivore and loves his meat and just like his mama, carbs are his favorite.  Noodles, anything is great for him.  Butter, pesto, spaghetti sauce, homemade mac n cheese, he will devour it.  He started off hating fruit but now he loves it.  Oranges are his favorite and I’m pretty sure he says, “Mmmmmmm” in between bites.  Pancakes are his go to for breakfast food but this weekend I am going to try scrambled eggs with cheese again and see what he thinks.

He had his 1 year checkup and his stats were the following:

Weight: 20 lbs. 13 oz. (42%)
Height: 29.5 inches (36%)
Head: 47.5 (87%)

Our wild one’s hair was getting a little crazy so we took him to get his hair cut a week before his birthday.  I loved the surfer hair he was sporting but it was looking a bit rough and a trim was needed. Although, if you didn’t know any better you would have thought that him sitting in the adorable little car while watching Mickey Mouse Clubhouse at the hair salon was a form of torture based on how sad he was the minute we sat him down.  Five minutes later she was done, he was pissed, but he looked adorable.

He is a happy, playful, smiley little boy.  He loves dancing, being tickled (those thighs are something else), chased, and ramming his toys into you, the couch, a table, or whatever makes a big banging noise because duh, obviously that’s hilarious.  He has 8 teeth and the last two that came in we hardly noticed were bothering him aside from the constant chewing and drooling.  That also means the molars are next and to be frank, those are a real pain in the ass from what I remember so that should be fun for him.  He loves to be outside, going for walks in the wagon or being pushed in the jogging stroller while daddy goes for a run.  He’s all boy and although last checked his hearing was perfect since getting ear tubes, I sometimes question it based on how many times I have to tell him “no” when he is doing something he shouldn’t be.  He loves banging the cabinet doors open and closed, is obsessed with the TV remote and our iPhones, and is drawn to the nightlight in the hallway like a moth to a flame.  He literally crouches down on the ground, similar to a lion on the prey, and starts moving very slowly to said item above almost hoping we don’t see him…

He’s a stinker this one but I’ll eat him up, I love him so.  ❤

If you have a minute or 4+minutes watch the video I created below documenting Brady’s first year..

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Makenzie – 4 years old

I’m so conflicted lately my sweet little girl.  I want to bottle you up, write down everything that you say, take video of your infectious smile and laugh and just keep you this way forever.  I love that you consistently ask me the same things as soon as I pick you up from daycare:

1. “Did you bring me a snack?”
2. “What’s for dinner?”
3. “Can I pick this flower?”
4. “Mommy? Can I change into a beautiful princess dress when we get home?

You are so smart, so caring, so loving, so wise beyond your years of being 4.  When daddy travels and it’s just the three of us, you, mommy, and Brady, I know that I have everything under control and if Brady has a rough night, it will be ok because you are just so laid back and easy going.  When it’s time to put Brady to bed at night and it’s just the 3 of us, you ask for an “apple, cut up in big slices please, Mommy” and between that and an episode of Doc McStuffins that is all you need to make you happy for those thirty minutes that I am nursing and rocking him to sleep.  Your Aunt Melissa often tells mommy and daddy that you just are not the normal three, now four year old.  And we know!  You never went through the terrible two stage or being a threenager with a sassy, demanding attitude that would melt down over any and everything.  And who knows, maybe it is still coming and maybe you’ll be over dramatic teenage girl or maybe not.

All I know is when you were born on Thursday, August 16th, 2012 at 11:11a.m. God truly blessed us with a one of a kind, angel from above. Every single night I thank God for you.  I ask him to keep you safe, healthy, kind, loving.  That you find the right friends and you aren’t influenced by the wrong people.  That you make good choices along the way and you aren’t peer pressured into doing something that you will truly regret for the rest of your life.  I pray that you continue to be kind to everyone around you and that you never have to fall prey to the awful world of bullying.  I never want to see your heart broken into pieces by a boy or even by girls that call themselves your friends.  I am terrified of you getting older but I can’t wait to see what you grow into.

You are a wonderful, beautiful version of a little bit of daddy and a little bit of me.  You have my eyes and your daddy’s witty, fun loving personality.  You ask questions, sometimes five in a row, and your always listening even when I think you are not. Your mind is a little sponge just taking everything in around you.  You’ve started to sigh when asked to do something, i.e. brush your teeth, comb your hair, go to bed, wash your hands before dinner.  It’s one of those, “Mom, I’m coming! I told you I was coming…” sighs.  It is the same sigh that I have been called out for on meetings at work.  (A few months ago, I dialed into a call, my phone beeped me in and apparently I sighed.  This sigh was then followed up with, “Stacy, I hear that you are on.” I was so embarrassed but it is what it is.  Lesson of the day, the mute button works wonders).

You are a people pleaser with a kind heart and a sensitive soul.  You are a daddy’s girl and love pleasing him every step of the way.  If Daddy asks you to eat the rest of the hot dogs in order to get a sucker after a dinner, you shove those things in your mouth so fast.  Nostrils flared and choking it own with water, you at least tried it and that’s all we asked of you.  Your kind little soul doesn’t like to see anyone upset so you often will be the first one to go to them and offer them a hug or your hand to play when you think they are sad.

You are the best big sister to your little brother Brady.  Every morning you come into his room, kissing his head or feet while he is nursing and say, “Good morning, Brady!!” And at night, you kiss his toes, give him a hug and say, “See you in the morning, brother.” When he cries, you instantly respond with Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star and I kid you not, it always makes him stop.  You tell him, “No, No Brady” when he is doing something he shouldn’t be and then take it upon yourself to try and distract him with a different toy.  I often stare and watch you, in awe, wondering how you learned to be such a good mommy at 4 years old.  How do you know what to do? What he needs? What to say? How to make him smile? How do you do this so naturally? It makes my heart happy thinking about how lucky your one day children will be to have someone so kind, caring, and loving like you.  At 4 years old you often put his needs in front of yours.  You let him play with toys of yours that you were playing with, you give him hugs, sneak him Cheerios or Kix, give mommy a total pass when you ask me for something and I’m also helping Brady.  You say, “It’s ok, mommy, I’ll wait until your done.”  When Brady is napping during the day or sleeping at night, you always try to be quiet even asking if it’s ok to turn a toy on that makes noise so he doesn’t wake up.

You still take naps and often have to be woke from them on the weekends.  It isn’t odd for you to take 3+ hours on a Saturday or Sunday afternoon which lets face it, is pretty awesome for mommy and daddy too.  We usually read a few books to end the night and when it’s time to shut the lights off  you say to us, “Can you please lay with me for two minutes.” And then when those two (or more like 10 minutes) are up and we start walking out of the room she says, “What do I do if I need you? Do I just come downstairs and get you? And if I have to go potty I can just go on my own?”  We try to have you in bed by 7:30/7:45 and although it takes you a while to fall asleep, you will stay in bed, occupying yourself by playing with your dolls, or looking at a few books.  You do this until your eyes get heavy and then you decide it’s time for sleeping.  You’ve been out of pull up’s for months and months now and you’ve not once had an accident in your bed, not ONCE!! You’ve always been very happy in the morning when you wake up and that hasn’t changed.  Although, I am seeing a bit of a teenager come out when I open your shades.  A few times now you will take the blankets and put them over your head to block the light.

You love sparkly dresses, fancy shoes, having your nails and toes painted, stick on earrings, jewelry, taking care of your babies, and wearing princess crowns.  Dancing is one of your favorite things to do and Cinderella and Ariel are currently your favorite Disney princesses.  You like to pretend with Daddy that he is the prince and you are the Cinderella.  You grab one of your dress up shoes and have him be the Grand Duke one minute, trying the slipper on all the fair maidens in the village and the next minute, once the slipper fits your foot, he transforms into the prince.  I just watch and smile as you say, “Do it again, Daddy” and that Daddy of yours obliges and does it 15 times in a row just to make you happy and see you smile.

Homemade mac n cheese is your favorite thing to eat and you’ve become quite adventurous with your food.  You’ll eat ALMOST anything we put in front of you, meat included so that is great! You like broccoli and asparagus but make me “eat the tree” portion of the asparagus for you.

You still love taking wagon rides and going to the park.  You’ve graduated from the baby swing to the big girl swing and still say over and over, “Higher! Push me higher!” You took swimming lessons over the summer and have become quite the little fish.  You can now float on your back, on your own and love jumping in the water without your floaty on.

We haven’t gone to the doctor yet for your 4 yr checkup but the last I know, you weighed in at 32.5 lbs and were 41 inches tall. You are long, lean, and love being active.  You took gymnastics over the winter with your friend, Brynn and you two loved giggling and playing together.  This fall we may find ballet/dance and soccer.  I introduced you to volleyball as well this summer and so far you seem like a complete natural which I love.  I started playing club v-ball in 5th grade through 12th grade along with playing on my high school team so I would love for you to follow in those same footsteps but it really is up to you and what you want to do.

As of late, you started saying, “Mommy… Daddy?  I feel God around me right now…” and when that happens alone I know we are doing something very right with you.

You are so happy, so beautiful, and so fun with a little bit of good sass mixed in.  Happy 4th Birthday, Makenzie.  Mommy and Daddy love you so much and feel so incredibly blessed that we were chosen to be your parents.

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