tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-91499319431713213992024-02-19T20:30:05.660-06:00IsabellaIsabella's Mommyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05303639159942336637noreply@blogger.comBlogger38125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9149931943171321399.post-70467003428680870722009-10-08T23:07:00.005-05:002009-10-08T23:31:51.677-05:0014 Months Old<div align="center">Can you believe Isabella is 14 months old? The last couple of months have been a whirlwind. We had a big birthday bash to celebrate Isabella's first birthday, students moved in at MC, I started my last graduate school class and Jacob started his third year teaching at Clinton. Since August Isabella has really blossomed. As her grandaddy is Birmingham says, she's really becoming her own little person.<br /><br />Isabella has a cute little personality. She is very expressive with her face. She'll sing songs from her <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">car seat</span> as the radio plays. And she even likes to dance! Isabella has shown her <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">preferences</span> as well lately. For several weeks we struggled with <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">whining</span> while in the high chair for meals. We are teaching her patience and the meaning of no. :) Currently we are trying to teach Isabella to not get into things rather than "baby proofing". We'll let you know how that turns out...<br /></div><div align="center">With the fall weather cooling off we have recently been stocking up on some new items for Isabella's wardrobe. I love the fun clothes they have for little girls now. I've been able to find her some great items without breaking the bank.<br /></div><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPH7R7N8DDnPPUn201vZZwEt0zE4-t4xr84gT8vNb1N_3UzlNtZPmE05lD4wvmboxtI7XjoJBxIoEotVcgJlXnSxXV9Pfr3N8RNYfZVYPxj8AoF5NpBHK2w9RAT8vHfH097gztOTuXH2hF/s1600-h/10-8-09+088.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390448432517263106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPH7R7N8DDnPPUn201vZZwEt0zE4-t4xr84gT8vNb1N_3UzlNtZPmE05lD4wvmboxtI7XjoJBxIoEotVcgJlXnSxXV9Pfr3N8RNYfZVYPxj8AoF5NpBHK2w9RAT8vHfH097gztOTuXH2hF/s320/10-8-09+088.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">Although</span> she may look unhappy in the following picture, she's actually in her element. One of her favorite things to do these days is take books off of daddy's book shelf and "read". Many have asked if she is walking yet. The answer is no. She's working on it. She cruises around from one furniture piece to the next. She is definitely my child because she is very very cautious in walking. The good thing though is that she's pretty resilient if she does fall. She'll get right back up and keep going. Doesn't even cry most times. </p><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihEzcNRGU0EoVqldtiiqsmpwD9PhOTDnYe8pM3AFoWWcdVOlrd-PV5sXoX1tv8RXUh4ZBkjfduhTYb-7WzbN9-31C-n0ioJmLH79mx1h2XzIYPiICrWGXoN0MW1VtRd3fFc3xmcwKH0TYY/s1600-h/10-8-09+002.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390448426483195010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihEzcNRGU0EoVqldtiiqsmpwD9PhOTDnYe8pM3AFoWWcdVOlrd-PV5sXoX1tv8RXUh4ZBkjfduhTYb-7WzbN9-31C-n0ioJmLH79mx1h2XzIYPiICrWGXoN0MW1VtRd3fFc3xmcwKH0TYY/s320/10-8-09+002.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />We've been adventurous in trying new solids. This girl loves some beans! This is a good things because sometimes she really needs more fiber. Ha! Poor girl has some tummy troubles at times.<br /></p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVOuvhaW2DjHHXF5jxu4ArvGo1Hdx-k6ruMt5Dwoy_AFKkwocTw1iLVUcz5pbxas9gI3HuzQ0fDS0tUuNsQ0La4HqtwHkUllgAzd_l-Jqg4A_4lEpsAxW5gCaOXA7ui2Fm0q7p-QXSYtWS/s1600-h/9-25-09+283.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390448417098162690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVOuvhaW2DjHHXF5jxu4ArvGo1Hdx-k6ruMt5Dwoy_AFKkwocTw1iLVUcz5pbxas9gI3HuzQ0fDS0tUuNsQ0La4HqtwHkUllgAzd_l-Jqg4A_4lEpsAxW5gCaOXA7ui2Fm0q7p-QXSYtWS/s320/9-25-09+283.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Isn't she the cutest thing you've ever seen. I'm so excited for we she starts really talking. For now she tells us long stories but I'm not quite sure what "<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">lidle</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">deedle</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">deedle</span>" means. She does say milk, book, mama, and <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">dada</span> pretty well though. At times it really sounds like she's saying "I love you" also.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWgJCRsX2kCeEUwezBZ928nrcAX9v3G1UjE9hnZcCkpHT5qT4LcqD_feWJb2rulxLHiFVc93JMVcPoqgpFIiK22akOxmmMrbTpDhePzVYp2pmI2Iox7PMBXuS7GSXXLtkjgQWMPj9SNpNi/s1600-h/9-25-09+233.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390448409447803314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWgJCRsX2kCeEUwezBZ928nrcAX9v3G1UjE9hnZcCkpHT5qT4LcqD_feWJb2rulxLHiFVc93JMVcPoqgpFIiK22akOxmmMrbTpDhePzVYp2pmI2Iox7PMBXuS7GSXXLtkjgQWMPj9SNpNi/s320/9-25-09+233.jpg" border="0" /></a> Lastly, we cut our fifth tooth this week. She woke up three times crying the other night and I just though she was over tired. Silly mama! I should have suspected another tooth considering she had been chewing on things all day and rubbing her bottom jaw back and forth!<br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div>Isabella's Mommyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05303639159942336637noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9149931943171321399.post-61589829636208587812009-09-17T22:52:00.004-05:002009-09-17T23:18:27.421-05:00Show us your...Dinner Recipes!Welcome everyone! Thanks for stopping by from <a href="http://www.kellyskornerblog.com/">Kelly's</a> blog. This week on her "Show Us Your Life" tour we're sharing our favorite dinner recipes. You can check out my recipe for Chicken Enchiladas with Sour Cream Sauce <a href="http://kirchnerfamilyfavorites.blogspot.com/2009/03/chicken-enchiladas-with-sour-cream.html">HERE</a> on my recipe blog.<br /><br />Another one of our family's recent favorites is...<br /><br />WHITE CHICKEN CHILI<br /><br />1 pack McCormick's White Chicken Chili seasoning<br />2 cans of chicken (undrained)<br />1 can of white beans (or diced potatoes...I prefer potatoes and my husband prefers beans)<br />1 small can cream corn or regular corn<br />1 can diced tomatoes<br /><br />Pour everything into a large pot. You do not need to drain anything. Stir well and bring to a boil. Reduce heat, cover and simmer for 10 minutes. Garnish with shredded cheese and sour cream if you like.Isabella's Mommyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05303639159942336637noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9149931943171321399.post-5997744790848408442009-07-29T10:50:00.003-05:002009-07-29T11:01:09.640-05:00Days on the beach - Gulf Shores 2009<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCrB5G_OFzoIPsx3mteeXNzwfG0x7feKvSrgtPy4YNJF5Fdhfp-pgCQyvEoZvdyq347RHyWFw8cOCN9ceQoWtm-msIQBGW1ZraAZiMFXnx1EZLN_7gamkGjq5FvlboHblWlTlKncyywe2A/s1600-h/fav21.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363911360726651074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCrB5G_OFzoIPsx3mteeXNzwfG0x7feKvSrgtPy4YNJF5Fdhfp-pgCQyvEoZvdyq347RHyWFw8cOCN9ceQoWtm-msIQBGW1ZraAZiMFXnx1EZLN_7gamkGjq5FvlboHblWlTlKncyywe2A/s320/fav21.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center">First day at the beach - checking out Mommy's book</div><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363910700943013074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTA8J7O37EMCoNab1D2z1EhBRKmYGdxW3_TiFmAoBj0qoOLdMsHOodV9kbhJAOagAxgyM3OoHpgfOU7Q8s5ce5ac-4keTtJmTlShzOHwWc7gIZYGNzzQynn8Bg0oT_-vY5CDf8yQuAVyvi/s320/fav23.jpg" border="0" /><br /><div align="center">Worn out after the first day</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPkXymgGL1mI_zIrrSssa0v67AzTX6eht3Sjas8zav28rY-iBVUdXyyegoDFGFfwD3DYIFfHlke7r2Fq6MYB2i_a1Itj3BTX_-vy5XIfMxd0LZnN4q4u9XA9U9kJ-mz1UktwAGvLqdVIkr/s1600-h/fav26.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363910713342468130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPkXymgGL1mI_zIrrSssa0v67AzTX6eht3Sjas8zav28rY-iBVUdXyyegoDFGFfwD3DYIFfHlke7r2Fq6MYB2i_a1Itj3BTX_-vy5XIfMxd0LZnN4q4u9XA9U9kJ-mz1UktwAGvLqdVIkr/s320/fav26.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Day two - content in her pool<br /></div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlXQzW9QzmjUHrKceMXSfA7NPIeKcZOg1Tg5gvSwl8zA3jI8FPuAoJIMxGmic0d8Q9hzpXsrmnEAs1uLw_jkgJY_hlRZJ_HG7PwPlC-SX5Z_iD1cvPxtTHP74FW5QbkQzmpUY39Uk7wEaW/s1600-h/fav10.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363910423328274370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlXQzW9QzmjUHrKceMXSfA7NPIeKcZOg1Tg5gvSwl8zA3jI8FPuAoJIMxGmic0d8Q9hzpXsrmnEAs1uLw_jkgJY_hlRZJ_HG7PwPlC-SX5Z_iD1cvPxtTHP74FW5QbkQzmpUY39Uk7wEaW/s320/fav10.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTjjNjmE0qlMHZnedOvjsrn2uXYXbVEYJeHNVVAnDjwmb9Up90hb6BMTn9hOA1eXv_AMUG7U5XrxhbV0Ohxg0Excf2-ku88giPwrSFJoC37T5RxbEF_0_nb0j9TAwHAkx-TCAToTGuZJoZ/s1600-h/fav8.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363910424768804562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTjjNjmE0qlMHZnedOvjsrn2uXYXbVEYJeHNVVAnDjwmb9Up90hb6BMTn9hOA1eXv_AMUG7U5XrxhbV0Ohxg0Excf2-ku88giPwrSFJoC37T5RxbEF_0_nb0j9TAwHAkx-TCAToTGuZJoZ/s320/fav8.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363910429701303842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7mlmMvWFugwh8dckknXyAw7_2y6naHQ5dwk8MOxk0IzJMjjIHFEXDukG__7kycs6ezqqETGVCXzaxg1DpSOysqh2nJ01nzlqQElt4c1b-P4MoXaYtBDKDlxa-Trl17dXAY5S6hK277Oek/s320/fav19.jpg" border="0" />Once she finally calmed down for nap time, she was out!<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHcslQ184o8Ta1a5ATrOEL8wd07OacX6J4lGDKmosk3XW6-O3vlcjehoFnZIm_xS07WvX1vA0DB_JmelQEJnmcBo7dP2jQIkKfqI6T7VQmdJ8JQSN48ZLqMOq8p7rT68l-TWjCRohuXrid/s1600-h/fav3.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363910418201427970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHcslQ184o8Ta1a5ATrOEL8wd07OacX6J4lGDKmosk3XW6-O3vlcjehoFnZIm_xS07WvX1vA0DB_JmelQEJnmcBo7dP2jQIkKfqI6T7VQmdJ8JQSN48ZLqMOq8p7rT68l-TWjCRohuXrid/s320/fav3.jpg" border="0" /></a> Awake - are we still here?? It's so sandy.<br /><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363910711772855378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgt95xUIdanQsqm3fNvhztYaTdS7x4dsma5rRHOSq2JPcmm4bI9TPqDnRsn83-MXCmATaln9n6Ti79NxyIYnGkbxiPZzONiSQ72g3ETLWr-F94iys-Gn-MPZYfHs8hHeHByYzMW9tD4JusK/s320/fav25.jpg" border="0" />Where are we going now?<br /><br /><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363910426430217714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsxpAHmnZCiS-XGfOnRyhDDy4ADs-ptj5J-EMOlUrtnEP3VFnGj9csfKK7jH6Eokre1l3V7faeUTYpBbAIDorfwgiJTiWBESCsepHr8W62ViJGfiSnDhVmDgY-RTI6a0QYYc70_jfkNWGL/s320/fav15.jpg" border="0" /></div><br /></div></div><p align="center">I think she was excited to go take a bath. </p>Isabella's Mommyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05303639159942336637noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9149931943171321399.post-24583129147308541972009-07-29T10:44:00.002-05:002009-07-29T10:49:49.721-05:00A little late for the sunset...<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363909222727304386" style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwfrutY_DjiJJEAoMlzfQr0gmgQGPhLrzGAWrsYBpNru6EjHdVXczFoPEfXtx1XkjttHXw__Alnqg-RPIV8-W7OZoZJ_qkFecxNAF6zQKJfvsibTzMh14JZmXSli4HMSD-_rg0r7OD42TJ/s320/fav2.jpg" border="0" /></a> <div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Isabella's Mommyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05303639159942336637noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9149931943171321399.post-67553850541849963282009-07-29T10:33:00.004-05:002009-07-29T10:44:29.655-05:00Pool Time at the Beach<div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLqgyurt0gxPnrvj0KOXSnsFPAQ8WzZw7GGSWmuhBn9-TLaUCYZQ7FFjPOwQ8hnt5yhLTlorncqpoXHKLiC-NtZ2LHHz_8W8yyKxqA47y07OCaSyGnU6z9PBXX_9sL3PHu-YnF54gvn1zG/s1600-h/fav20.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363906881366125586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLqgyurt0gxPnrvj0KOXSnsFPAQ8WzZw7GGSWmuhBn9-TLaUCYZQ7FFjPOwQ8hnt5yhLTlorncqpoXHKLiC-NtZ2LHHz_8W8yyKxqA47y07OCaSyGnU6z9PBXX_9sL3PHu-YnF54gvn1zG/s320/fav20.jpg" border="0" /></a></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">At the pool</div><div align="center"><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtG_hFTQD1FZTQm437jbsyCAN8PCFXNgCHUwC7hUxsqbtcl3rn06BtXi44BEx6D-_M3af1ifX5BDkcAbe9nJG370wPtEYwOViuDFxl__wg0ZHbpt5gHxeCa1dlmkktUdzacTWCi4_Qz81B/s1600-h/fav17.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363906871231634578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtG_hFTQD1FZTQm437jbsyCAN8PCFXNgCHUwC7hUxsqbtcl3rn06BtXi44BEx6D-_M3af1ifX5BDkcAbe9nJG370wPtEYwOViuDFxl__wg0ZHbpt5gHxeCa1dlmkktUdzacTWCi4_Qz81B/s320/fav17.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Getting ready with Daddy<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiB8EfFY4_ZSaSrPBf17ofkyWG286jFVBHqS_cGXHC3lvk1QK1YXPAsv85EmPZxaG74S9269QvnejTyyOPGDe9wxxTBSd179uhEGKHhDzXrYF7ekT8JH4KqRk6azhaZwIQcP3ll9CCS5yu5/s1600-h/fav16.jpg"></a><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363906607342376114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlSS_XyLpBVZ-CQ4Z9tJxnbSlxsF7TefbXS74tauorHwsG5oh4Ub0hxeI1J0b5xG1grZ1UGRpEBCTWnILn2wjF46gMTtARmYLvoByXHvoM8Or-l0pyYYiovlZ492ea3rAzKtAR2zFT89k5/s320/fav11.jpg" border="0" /><br /><br />Checking things out<br /><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363906603467692402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOWCRdBmkTHR78l7GF4J8TbRFFNbhNHfEWVSFXEgd-jz-hz2RzmKOYtmhSvJ2yLtf5Oqc5FbrESpym3eBpLPcJejFYMo60aEpxgApRKL4lswvZUo6kiZGr9khHycYIUkIIXnM3tdoSi1nD/s320/fav9.jpg" border="0" /><br />Swimming with Mommy<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjskyua2vSJjTfBfr8K4MFoV1u6AADZT6QYR4BuzMZ-LiZE2PdnbjghTL_o0tlOM2iqSjWY2OrvhLxDaNRkjuHoV7_bOVTqFB502Hm2vCG1YlnXD28JTWV3BlZlEAAzGSIPWxopK1qNOtc-/s1600-h/fav12.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363906609101061730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjskyua2vSJjTfBfr8K4MFoV1u6AADZT6QYR4BuzMZ-LiZE2PdnbjghTL_o0tlOM2iqSjWY2OrvhLxDaNRkjuHoV7_bOVTqFB502Hm2vCG1YlnXD28JTWV3BlZlEAAzGSIPWxopK1qNOtc-/s320/fav12.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Splashing with Daddy<br /><div><div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdf2a5ArDEVUGBlfUdoxMDRodKPAaG2736LYei72rUnoH3Gh-lw07yq8dC4_KPCEPQcX5otWiL9OH8nCtbiQEJlfeTWuZCw42LQHCNY485wSf8NuFtstL0m2Z1ckaL5UBKJn0QOpy_sGym/s1600-h/fav1.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363906600367768930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdf2a5ArDEVUGBlfUdoxMDRodKPAaG2736LYei72rUnoH3Gh-lw07yq8dC4_KPCEPQcX5otWiL9OH8nCtbiQEJlfeTWuZCw42LQHCNY485wSf8NuFtstL0m2Z1ckaL5UBKJn0QOpy_sGym/s320/fav1.jpg" border="0" /></a>Learning to Pattycake with Yaya<br /><div></div></div></div></div><br /></div>Isabella's Mommyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05303639159942336637noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9149931943171321399.post-47608604177661889622009-07-14T19:09:00.003-05:002009-07-14T19:29:53.173-05:00Moving!<p>No, we're not moving. Isabella is though! Saturday night we helped my new boss move into her apartment. Isabella sat contently in her car seat until she got hot. I took her out and sat her on the floor of my bosses apartment. She eventually started rolling around like she normally does but then stopped and proceeded to sit herself up. This is the first time she's done this by herself!<br /><br />Sunday morning I put her down for her nap after church. A few minutes later I walked back through her room to get something and found her sitting up again! Thankfully she laid herself back down and eventually went to sleep.<br /><br />Jacob and I are so proud of her sitting herself up and now tonight she surprised us with another milestone. I didn't catch it on video the first few "steps" but I got it the second time. Gone are the days of sitting her on the floor and taking my eyes off her!</p><p><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dyJqm41ZURvZSuGVNkQxgwr9aB-vz2CZUXOWSz5AGjyxT_a_ZNcdOFg2l6OBS63qEvp9h1nS4jQKNE4HojeiQ' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></p>Isabella's Mommyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05303639159942336637noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9149931943171321399.post-19448540819417796702009-07-08T14:59:00.002-05:002009-07-08T15:18:02.859-05:00Cheesy Name - Great Product!A few of my friends have been asking me lately about baby products that I use. For any of you out there who are considering nursing your baby, I encourage you to invest in this product.<br /><br />We paid about $40 for this nursing pillow called "My <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Brestfriend</span>" and it has been worth every penny. I received a <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Boppy</span> pillow at one of my baby showers so I tried it out for the first week of nursing. After a week I grew very frustrated with the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Boppy</span> so my mom went to Babies R Us and got this pillow for me. It's much sturdier than the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">Boppy</span> and stays in place so that your little one doesn't fall in between your abdomen and the pillow.<br /><br />It may have a cheesy name but I believe that this pillow has really helped me to stick with nursing for this long.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiKbqnGI-y678EJWN12wba4OGs9Uy0ewGLjtiyoPXzZW4cotXqWRBGpy_m8vOA4nzQE0JXduzggUauqozWlNao7plo2fkg64vMbP0GHLykM9xSryUbD4Y_kW9vHLfHLKE2U4GEbOjE8Uwn/s1600-h/21-Nov-2007(19-22-01)-deluxe_pic.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356181593345162162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 255px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiKbqnGI-y678EJWN12wba4OGs9Uy0ewGLjtiyoPXzZW4cotXqWRBGpy_m8vOA4nzQE0JXduzggUauqozWlNao7plo2fkg64vMbP0GHLykM9xSryUbD4Y_kW9vHLfHLKE2U4GEbOjE8Uwn/s320/21-Nov-2007(19-22-01)-deluxe_pic.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div></div>Isabella's Mommyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05303639159942336637noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9149931943171321399.post-82059877140944382102009-07-07T22:36:00.004-05:002009-07-07T22:41:24.715-05:00Messy Girl<div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSgUA7_Mv61UZ3KAvQ0Qb-f5Y_FLwXH8iIe18yVuEhuH_JIrTgFOlePhIi9Aj8hIWLHOmiZmc2GnsbIcF9-bgaV7IAa3GpbrHfgXp0M1pqY6OQemdz8R0tCGmqd1L57_vBPzT_wPl-B9D8/s1600-h/Picture+006.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355928366173682370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSgUA7_Mv61UZ3KAvQ0Qb-f5Y_FLwXH8iIe18yVuEhuH_JIrTgFOlePhIi9Aj8hIWLHOmiZmc2GnsbIcF9-bgaV7IAa3GpbrHfgXp0M1pqY6OQemdz8R0tCGmqd1L57_vBPzT_wPl-B9D8/s320/Picture+006.jpg" border="0" /></a> Ha ha! Blueberries in her hair and all over her face<br />after breakfast this morning. Click on the pic to see it up close!</div>Isabella's Mommyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05303639159942336637noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9149931943171321399.post-74048869857650160822009-07-07T22:27:00.004-05:002009-07-07T22:36:19.652-05:00My girl's got a brand new ride!I've been searching <a href="http://www.etsy.com/">http://www.etsy.com/</a> for a while trying to find a seat cover in a fabric pattern I liked. This was challenge for a detailed person like me because I wanted it to not only be a pattern I could live with but also a pattern that would be gender <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">neutral</span> if we happen to have a baby boy in the (distant) future. And of course Jacob needed to like it too!<br /><br />Isabella will outgrow her baby <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">car seat</span> soon so I wanted to make sure to have a shopping cart cover for her to sit in on our (almost daily) trips to Kroger. Right now she contently sits in her <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">car seat</span> inside the cart while we cruise the isles. This is the pattern we decided on. We've placed our order and Isabella will get it for her birthday. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">Shhhh</span>. Don't tell her!<br /><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355927577039694194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6ki-rXAqEKIBKqDHeeDZQymyb8_MhETWANHuAunGo8khW-0FoRtOnzcbrGitwJPsvIMcn_2pufaGHpToABjXAXa5S8k-QwJhY8lFWaChwc1CHOeM-dPO9_W6IOeQOE4wZVQaFFJELy8z4/s320/cover2008discodotsCHOC.jpg" border="0" /><br /><br /><br />Speaking of <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">car seats</span>, what kind of seats do you guys have for your kids who are over a year old? Jacob's project for this week is to research for Isabella's new seat.Isabella's Mommyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05303639159942336637noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9149931943171321399.post-5682026032151551642009-07-06T19:21:00.003-05:002009-07-06T21:32:15.904-05:0011 Months Old<p align="center">Isabella has been exploring new textures lately with her food. She enjoys eating things she can pick up herself and often tries to grab the spoon from us when she's being fed. As her one year birthday approaches we have been working on eating "finger foods". She's a pro at feeding herself Cheerios. Lately she's ventured out to carrots, peas, blueberries and even watermelon.<br /><br />For her 11 month birthday today she tried grapes. As you can tell from the following video, she has a blossoming personality. Out in public people often comment that Isabella is always quiet. But get her home or around people she knows well and she'll "talk" your ear off!<br /><br />The video is long, but don't miss out on the last minute. She throws in her favorite new noise - growling! She did this the other day VERY loudly while we were walking inside Hobby Lobby. <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Luckily</span>, no one was close enough to our cart to hear her. Ha!<br /><br />In a couple of weeks we'll head to the beach and then soon after we'll have her first birthday party. Stay tuned for pictures!</p><p align="center">PS - She's pretty funny with her <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">sippy</span> cup. She's on <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">intermittently</span> interested in juice. </p><p align="center"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dy1UCqhWG-ru8In3qwZc6quOZSQlmJj4bueiEF11b28GoJRxBf_om_cY64A2DkfMwS468dV-H6Vd6WgZr5U4Q' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></p>Isabella's Mommyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05303639159942336637noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9149931943171321399.post-53539403201115743272009-06-18T16:01:00.002-05:002009-06-18T16:14:55.037-05:00Big Girl!At ten months old, Isabella is growing up rapidly. Look at the progress she's made.<br /><br /><br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dx4CUKRMfQBHsQzo6H0_vvgHSCrZld6fcCsDfrFPt-I8jM7tCWNLPdCcdryoywDwz8jyF6rHeDa8mafZmaNvw' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe>Isabella's Mommyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05303639159942336637noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9149931943171321399.post-86010241858965487832009-06-15T22:55:00.004-05:002009-06-15T23:23:43.862-05:00First Swim<div align="center">Last Saturday morning we took Isabella to the pool on campus. It was great because they recently changed it to saltwater. The life gaurd and many others commented that Isabella did not act like it was her first time in the pool. Isn't she too cute in her new suit? Hopefully she'll get her Uncle Joey's ability to tan. :)<br /></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVpATINCNSwnRK64uMk3_qolqf3PBspwGAoIFrHD3fWuWmozJyrD4IiQKlIBdweiOqLeohEs4yvuJZLLFr5uYtthDH2lJwATqDm5Sybd3r6EM92o-19i_3J7VhqQ0Bym5y9Ma_27IK0dWD/s1600-h/Picture+147.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347771730074925458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVpATINCNSwnRK64uMk3_qolqf3PBspwGAoIFrHD3fWuWmozJyrD4IiQKlIBdweiOqLeohEs4yvuJZLLFr5uYtthDH2lJwATqDm5Sybd3r6EM92o-19i_3J7VhqQ0Bym5y9Ma_27IK0dWD/s320/Picture+147.jpg" border="0" /></a>Checkin out the pool.<br /><br /><br /></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347770500935887890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghuWLKmlxyDU72g9swcFJ6_FXfDUjc9Q3SFPMejkLYmdrU9wMd7QR_lGTQ6yaW_kOk0GGIUB00dqtGsLdbE-vdQsfcZW93kFjTFtK3OqDXXiFej4me8PHFWMjsuY_ZzvotH3WY984HBqsO/s320/Picture+154.jpg" border="0" /></div><div align="center">She loved the water! She kept trying to go under.<br /><br /></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347770507848074066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhO9-0DEwYYDDRTKFqdBEg5-EXjjAsAiQOh-PRO3ECt-iyxvukqWF_xB7PSfnANZkyAr8FhVyBvtJh03XYkZiz17gjIah-721oVc9-G9t4AtxHzpyaG5kYuFgSyzQiclkYR6PiWVK64AL_o/s320/Picture+156.jpg" border="0" />Trusting Daddy.<br /><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347770505787420642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbgDbTWdnK6XiycuS3veZ2rQcQo0UROkIcVmJRcwq8LdJ6KEIiP-ICpLgtC-7j6w7QvIjkFRCvWeRiIdDw-cn4hV0JkZRex93oplS8XS70RUICFcww_DXcgJo4L99TjZhUpevhcbEomZMs/s320/Picture+155.jpg" border="0" /> Venturing out.<br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg44-kBB81IXXGsBB-L-PCQ8-Q2yBDUXrKCVQF46saC9gUc4AKXz1-qSd7vzOPULnQP688v6GCaLwjB4Es7b1LyGlNCOfO8_XMpb8Mp8HaqmcgJQfnjjKYLKdl3PrOo3CmCCuv0Jlfp6pd4/s1600-h/Picture+158.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347770510253229490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg44-kBB81IXXGsBB-L-PCQ8-Q2yBDUXrKCVQF46saC9gUc4AKXz1-qSd7vzOPULnQP688v6GCaLwjB4Es7b1LyGlNCOfO8_XMpb8Mp8HaqmcgJQfnjjKYLKdl3PrOo3CmCCuv0Jlfp6pd4/s320/Picture+158.jpg" border="0" /></a> Learning to float<br /><br /><br />I think she'll be a pro by the time we head to the beach in July. :) </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><br /><br /><div><div><div><div></div></div></div></div><br /></div>Isabella's Mommyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05303639159942336637noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9149931943171321399.post-53811790815884608972009-05-10T16:26:00.016-05:002009-05-11T23:05:01.482-05:007...8...9 Months Old<div align="center">Welcome back to my blog!</div><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgoQ90XSd2gvlC9UnyGByDthKUS9JCVC_Fael4jyv5HpztIl-hiy5ZyPUaAxlB1nM_zZPe5f_LXgJNF9gGZxD9SRA1vSLT9gGd4fRjc6YaauKAvf3GAJhXpLivVOO_DHQX8yoJvnMjPkPSK/s1600-h/isabella_010.JPG"></a>I'm excited that Mommy has decided to fill you in again.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwNCouh0OAyUeWkpzJlCCrEmpIZIFFZttiBxypa3u-LV1xtk94kjP8grveBSca6dgzH9r9KIq9314K76qV-mA-UrkkQFjUBWpiRyc3KtXn44yn2hPBF6hWpJcGxwwthCvVuvIaAp5TW4Aq/s1600-h/isabella_009.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334780224640291410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwNCouh0OAyUeWkpzJlCCrEmpIZIFFZttiBxypa3u-LV1xtk94kjP8grveBSca6dgzH9r9KIq9314K76qV-mA-UrkkQFjUBWpiRyc3KtXn44yn2hPBF6hWpJcGxwwthCvVuvIaAp5TW4Aq/s320/isabella_009.JPG" border="0" /></a> Maybe it's because I wrote her a sweet Mommy's Day card.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjazLLXzj7DQgJL6RDhzERjlsargkomh3Jb849Mgmh2hWU2c9BSuPpjynNjDOXrmOEfhDPt8bfaJ-dMxmMuyeINW2hnHbPUGbhD9mSekA_GqOk9zkz3f5ujvTouiR-YyojwgRzbbvRjWFKW/s1600-h/isabella_007.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334780222123904850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjazLLXzj7DQgJL6RDhzERjlsargkomh3Jb849Mgmh2hWU2c9BSuPpjynNjDOXrmOEfhDPt8bfaJ-dMxmMuyeINW2hnHbPUGbhD9mSekA_GqOk9zkz3f5ujvTouiR-YyojwgRzbbvRjWFKW/s320/isabella_007.JPG" border="0" /></a>Ready to read?<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdOm47QEurJUyEJpzuZSbMH8NqSMc5vpDmpZ1x6-9teEC0RtfHVWEqYuLJAcgXYNT7DvZ7cgkeWyo3GEk5uTeB654YZZg9nKDiTTa519SJgP1T-hIZIrjzddfZgJlYRevw43iSbnDBNk4W/s1600-h/isabella_006.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334780217356871378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdOm47QEurJUyEJpzuZSbMH8NqSMc5vpDmpZ1x6-9teEC0RtfHVWEqYuLJAcgXYNT7DvZ7cgkeWyo3GEk5uTeB654YZZg9nKDiTTa519SJgP1T-hIZIrjzddfZgJlYRevw43iSbnDBNk4W/s320/isabella_006.JPG" border="0" /></a> What are you waiting for?<br /><br /><br /><div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0lHunVhf4YU5cN33DLKg6TjLFKuxAiops_87okuzqCMGvtYHpNuAP6l1QvHTKJz8k0vbMQZu2NMUHyqj2ETJRsfpcND-_yTnihWuvoIK5i5VqCptK5EpLFnjR6EodC3lvx5mUQaRcn17H/s1600-h/isabella_003.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334779260955731714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0lHunVhf4YU5cN33DLKg6TjLFKuxAiops_87okuzqCMGvtYHpNuAP6l1QvHTKJz8k0vbMQZu2NMUHyqj2ETJRsfpcND-_yTnihWuvoIK5i5VqCptK5EpLFnjR6EodC3lvx5mUQaRcn17H/s320/isabella_003.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgb3-Fn-NVOTgaBfARifP7MpAv_5W99YVghgZCQiXOebRgavKH3GSaO4bTX0quFSaaRWVe7QMzRZxfrxjq57-LgA0HtfLRX44QICFAUO17FiKTBDqWlLydDbTgXKlJ188J2-InoGhE9P06L/s1600-h/isabella_002.JPG"></a>Ok...maybe just one more pic of me before you read!<br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334779268035379666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg128_6dZChQkszFp5jdBQnc1Jsz7xZSIzq3wvPsR6-7H7f34CCZYRiW3eK2d-8DO_VK-chGQEhDDGxj9s9cNB9LLF1PegGtMsI8TECWkzXBPO2s8u4i_VnyhYS5xsHE8P9Ly3I_4CunkQT/s320/isabella_004.JPG" border="0" /><br /><div><br /><div><br /><div align="center">So many things have happened since the last time I posted. When I went to post for Isabella's 7 month update, I typed out a long blog post all about Isabella's first concert experience and then it deleted! And then month 8 came along and went full of business with graduate school for me. I will not make apologies but I will say...it sure is tough being a mom, a graduate student, a wife, a friend and an employee all at the same time. Sorry for not updating sooner. (Oops. I said I wouldn't apologize.)<br /><br />The second week of March Isabella finally began sitting up on her on. It seems like she's an ole pro at this now. I anticipate that she will start crawling shortly. She loves to stand and can pull up with some assistance so sometimes I think that she may skip crawling and go straight to walking.<br /><br />Isabella spent her first night away from Mommy and Daddy on my birthday. Jacob suprised me with a "stacation" by taking me a to dinner and a night at the new Hyatt. So, Isabella stayed with Jacob's parents nearby.<br /><br />Isabella attended her first concert when Jimmy Needham came to campus to play. Her second concert followed shortly after when Dave Barnes came to the crawfish boil on campus.<br /><br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQm2-notDvjrMZg6ycKjFC3_xGYLfeo9pD8DdATEX2qX-FRqHPFrB7rW3AUw_FNXnO1VyE9zIoFDvHlitjNuNSOuagqtSkQ7AkIXXKVEkXUguEK2Up5gbbTcF8izJq7YeDfsp__DkM1yiu/s1600-h/n1285740675_30577773_6493821.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334317742015070946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQm2-notDvjrMZg6ycKjFC3_xGYLfeo9pD8DdATEX2qX-FRqHPFrB7rW3AUw_FNXnO1VyE9zIoFDvHlitjNuNSOuagqtSkQ7AkIXXKVEkXUguEK2Up5gbbTcF8izJq7YeDfsp__DkM1yiu/s320/n1285740675_30577773_6493821.jpg" border="0" /> </a>chatting with Jimmy N. <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnfRoL8WmjeUWa9Zmp11ZbFMB8h6U39Sw2IqF33vWfhyO7cejCR7IjkgXQt48rN8GMJT6z_ZpJy8zmpnEjPq4UeejuoH3JnztYNFXsCYYKbl98IRsgOTZFsSfBsWY_F_EmoBrjXCpxbF97/s1600-h/IMG_4935.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334317748912721410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnfRoL8WmjeUWa9Zmp11ZbFMB8h6U39Sw2IqF33vWfhyO7cejCR7IjkgXQt48rN8GMJT6z_ZpJy8zmpnEjPq4UeejuoH3JnztYNFXsCYYKbl98IRsgOTZFsSfBsWY_F_EmoBrjXCpxbF97/s320/IMG_4935.JPG" border="0" /><br /><p align="center"></a>Isabella also travelled with us on her first Spring Break trip and no trip to Georgia is complete without a stop at the Varsity!<br /><br />We celebrated Isabella's first Easter and Isabella got her first Easter basket.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilj4eBXPG0P9Oj55BjmK5NOIlPv6oSmWG3zvj1LHkzhJdijxqoy0_yY7df9Nw1Fiasc4dj-tgD6TM44HObRV1lNbkKijVCIL3_pSyTuJlZADMaqeGbyWbNu2qydhNPDVCB22d0u2sSFxCZ/s1600-h/IMG_5056.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334317751041189250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilj4eBXPG0P9Oj55BjmK5NOIlPv6oSmWG3zvj1LHkzhJdijxqoy0_yY7df9Nw1Fiasc4dj-tgD6TM44HObRV1lNbkKijVCIL3_pSyTuJlZADMaqeGbyWbNu2qydhNPDVCB22d0u2sSFxCZ/s320/IMG_5056.JPG" border="0" /></a></p><br /><p align="center">I think she was more interested in chewing on her new sippy cup than actually drinking from it.<br /><br />And you may not be able to see them well in the next picture but Isabella cut two bottom teeth at the same time in April. We had several low grade fevers and one grumpy girl on our hands.<br /></p><br /><p align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334783377885804626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8gdngbMlo2ROTsPzdjiHxa8U2QjVmfCoDOnPcdZbQS4QCfVKcmPAeXdzYXuN6fBMh0GOf9bYpgqNTnZjUgt3jhROr6hjz2e8zuRQKW14JJcGTBJvqKOfHhOK5bp3W9F6v4HLXzwsamI6e/s320/IMG_5271.JPG" border="0" /><br />not grumpy any more!<br /><br />The last couple of weeks Isabella had one bad diaper rash. Thank goodness for something called Triple Paste! Other than that she has settled into a wonderful routine. In the morning she gets up at 9:00. After she nurses she'll have fruit and cereal or sometimes fruit and yogurt. She enjoys the YoBaby organic yogurt. Isabella loves banana, pears, and apples but she's also tried peaches, cranberries, avacado, blueberries, cherries, plums and prunes. The bananas, apples and pears are easiest to make so that's what she gets most often.<br /><br />Isabella loves to play after breakfast. Sometimes she will just sit and "talk" to her toys. Piglet must "talk" back the most because she always seems to have the most to say to him. At 11:00 Isabella goes down for her nap and sleeps till lunch at 1:00.<br /><br />Lunch time is usually when Isabella tries a new food. I try to introduce something new every few days. Lately she's been trying meats appropriate for her age. She's had pureed turkey and pureed lamb so far. At lunch Isabella will also eat some veggies. Her favorite vegetables include peas, butternut squash, sweet potato, potato, and carrot. She's not too fond of broccoli or green beans but she'll eat them. She'll even eat a little asparagus. Cauliflower literally makes her gag and spit up. I'm not sure if this is an allergy or just a texture thing.<br /><br />After lunch Isabella and I will usually run errands. They know us all to well at Kroger! Some days we'll take a walk around campus or go up to the residence life office to take care of a little work.<br /><br />At 3:00 she naps again and then gets up around 5:00. Daddy usually feeds her dinner while I make dinner for the two of us. Dinner usually consists of more fruits and veggies. Sometimes she'll have yogurt if she didn't have any at breakfast. Other times she'll have a biscuit made of barley if she didn't have cereal at breakfast. She loves these biscuits. She just started having them when she turned 9 months. I hope they will help with the soon transition to more solid type foods. After dinner Isbella attempts to drink some watered down juice, apple or pear, from her big girl cup (see Easter picture). We're still working on that one.<br /><br />After dinner Isabella hangs out and plays until bed time. Some days she takes a bath during this time. Other days baths are in the afternoon. She nurses at 9:00 and then goes straight to sleep.<br /><br />All in all, I think she's doing pretty well. She is a blessing and a joy and I can't believe she'll be one in a few short months.</p></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Isabella's Mommyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05303639159942336637noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9149931943171321399.post-12607446650515715442009-03-11T12:28:00.001-05:002009-03-11T12:28:20.916-05:00Recipe BlogHere's my new recipe blog. Check it out!<br /><br /><a href="http://kirchnerfamilyfavorites.blogspot.com/">http://kirchnerfamilyfavorites.blogspot.com/</a>Isabella's Mommyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05303639159942336637noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9149931943171321399.post-70858106495100899412009-03-05T22:20:00.002-06:002009-03-05T22:28:47.186-06:00Happy Mother's Day to Me!Ten months later! This afternoon I redeemed my gift certificate for my prenatal massage at Aqua the Day Spa. Don't get any thoughts. No, I'm not pregnant. Last year my sweet husband bought this gift certificate for me for Mother's Day. Well, between working, moving to a different <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">appartment</span>, preparing for a new school year and having a baby I never made time to actually go get my massage. Luckily enough the nice people at the spa let me get a <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Theraputic</span> Deep Tissue Massage instead of the Prenatal one.<br /><br />It was 60 minutes of wonderfulness. :) Afterwards they provide you with an amazing bathroom to shower in. I think I used every free <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Aveda</span> product in there. I wish I could shower there every day...<br /><br />Afterwards I got to have dinner at <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">Keifers</span> (Greek gyro place) with my best friend Kristy. It was great to just sit there for over an hour and talk. After dinner I ventured to Old Navy. I didn't buy anything but of course spent more time in the baby section than I did in my own area of the store. I just can't help but want to take care of my sweet little girl even if she's not with me. Even if it's her fashion needs!Isabella's Mommyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05303639159942336637noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9149931943171321399.post-75771120729690512792009-02-17T22:54:00.005-06:002009-02-17T23:31:38.127-06:006 Months Old<div align="center"> Isabella turned six months old on February sixth! The day before, she and I visited Dr. Penny for a check up. I was hoping that we would have some new skills to show off for this appointment, but Isabella has not yet mastered sitting up by herself.<br /><br />She weighed in at a whopping 15 lbs and 12 oz and measured at almost 27". That's 50th percentile for weight and 90th for height. My long and lean girl!<br /><br /></div><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303999903676381730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhURqdN290GiDLR3hgrfJjzKBhwIQuFvFC-g3-RTc0nGI59Vvf38JTWM3T_3Xy2exFSXMVsR0iqkgOMQjne2DEEHxU7f0Fyl2D4alk23FiWASTm3MuRup_6E0MEubEUBexwUBiLrNC44R03/s320/IMG_4524.JPG" border="0" /> Taken after a bath the day we went to the doctor. And yes, those are slippers.<br /><br />Although Isabella hasn't mastered sitting up, this past month has been filled with several firsts.<br /><br />Two Sunday nights ago Isabella was especially irritable when we came home from church. Jacob and I both noticed that she seemed quite warm. We took her temperature and discovered that she had her first fever. :( It didn't take us long to realise that she was finally cutting her first tooth. Although there's not a whole lot showing yet, it has definitely broken through the gums. Our sweet girl was so sad that night. I hated that she didn't feel good, but I sure did love holding her with only her diaper on while she snuggled up against me.<br /><br />As seen previously on here, a few weeks ago Isabella tried cereal for the first time. This past Saturday she tried her first vegetable, pureed Butternut Squash. I made a whole batch of it on Friday night and couldn't wait for her to try it. She was pretty iffy about it at first but groans with delight as she eats it now. I've never heard a kid make such dramatic sounds while eating!<br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304000853118869666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQpejk1hyphenhyphenB_R1Y9WfDrFhq2qh1G88p8VV5YBjcHRKOK-atc2w3zsZ3tFKD7gCK9gddbRuI47k8Ro5prLH6SrsSi8ue93EX1MtgJpjYSg55ZwPVcvqsIBR70jocWKcc4lHTWB1vz-kmPRDR/s320/IMG_4541.JPG" border="0" />first taste<br /><br />On Saturday Isabella also received her first two Valentines. She woke up to this from her Mommy and Dadddy...<br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304004211083325202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjR1f22qxM22j5AzkRC-CS-i3Mo1PmRcDIcM2zYacsPJyyVkJQflJkUFZpyibzdlcF9InEqp02aP-xKAfwZWNSx1vSO2okLZQqztexyZleTrZH-7bnoy0bi2xUuAj6vs06RGoqAK-_Qr2r/s320/IMG_4525.JPG" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304004216469080306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWgplMKHRr04rXDhEIh4DDfaWjpB7ZV3FGzZTC-Xi3n78vtbT1UEUWi8Clx5OYUCBnYHj6AAxG24zWZzPs-uBsnmdtRi9U42bnB1_QmcsVJkv99X3yjlV17v-ruISFONClagpqP1m371ef/s320/IMG_4530.JPG" border="0" />I love it Mom!<br /><br />And then later on in the afternoon, this showed up at our door...<br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304004226473850450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 238px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgT1rmfxb9NLDIfvrLS4YGhHNVQP4_AUPKIbb1x4ZiLObbeqT0hdSjo-fAEs6Z8KaGLS79nAlnXWJuANBfmKUOuSSbu4psIZygU7Y5PdBig1sSQLjECmaN6kGLC4UGtFNYZToJoqbLPJot7/s320/HPIM0548.JPG" border="0" />This handsome little man is Michael Tremonte, son of our dear friends Molly and Ben. He got her the cutest little giraffe valentine.<br /><br />Isabella's weekend was rounded out with her first Phase Ten game. She even helped her Yaya win! Please note her seriously cute Valentines outfit from her "uncle" Scott. <img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304004225101906242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMH9yNKJgLGj91qpnMV4UDGO6Ebw6XAy0_K9wV3lo8-p-HjsADLaoOI09eZSGzrrZXpk1sROFy-Cd2iuAqiiTa5Vv-Ywz8gsZbvJBQeRqQppSmnLnRaVK4KyFPgLYzAWyPh9801riP6GSS/s320/DSCN1264.JPG" border="0" /><br />Uncle Scott and Yaya came over Saturday night and let Jacob and I go out for Valentine's Day. <img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304004218823141618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJiJKSsZeLS6hplCdNee1kGWHHWAdorK-Evq3dRz_sVT6HAQwwyQce-mB9OzL_lPvOHQFceu2BjTHPFAfv9hAbqyneP0-7QCDGxOQ0NGwhJJcaBpwQ7ADU-bLg2tGzx4Mkh3TmQI9PByGR/s320/DSCN1249.JPG" border="0" /></div>Isabella's Mommyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05303639159942336637noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9149931943171321399.post-77634916444549348972009-02-01T23:20:00.004-06:002009-02-01T23:43:45.728-06:00Who needs the Super Bowl?<p align="center">We've got plenty of entertainment.<br /><br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dyWk-odF81lXV5cIjgMjF--DnxDCzlPfJmOcprlNU0hT-ZjPCr7js0089jzG6ED0vuUubW6xySltAiRRzuyyA' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe><br /><br />To the right...<br /><br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dxRzhlhFzuvhesJsdaIIk4fekWf4exn3Jr7tFb5JIbaAlOmQoQ1M1739bOip48efcbi5TedRYA0WwGlLCkC9w' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe><br /><br />To the left...<br /><br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dyESI2h0o9KLPe22HLXfCGOayPJR56rgIlNIfPu9_y-n1_qx7xUy5V9WPL0oKZxom1SVtbt-9P3TWvShGBmIw' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe><br /><br />A few giggles and a little more action!</p>Isabella's Mommyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05303639159942336637noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9149931943171321399.post-48118827772998350512009-01-26T21:57:00.003-06:002009-01-26T22:11:19.059-06:00The first of many firsts...Yesterday afternoon Isabella had her first tastes of rice cereal. We've been waiting until she showed signs of readiness to begin eating solids. Last Wednesday she turned 24 weeks old and has been really showing a lot of interest in what Jacob and I eat, so we decided it was time! :)<br /><br />She made some pretty funny faces but seemed to do well with the cereal over all.<br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dzYrxPFQt6_IL4iZfA16QZ11bTyZmo0JUy-WjqHmfp8Ui6GKfPO7nn5OJCIOkS4JOSm-H2ALptTT6z-rHYvVg' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe>Isabella's Mommyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05303639159942336637noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9149931943171321399.post-12409122781621200932009-01-17T01:29:00.002-06:002009-01-17T01:32:44.062-06:00TransparencyI am a pretty routine oriented person. I do the same things every day in typically the same fashion. Although I love people, I also tend to be a pretty introverted person. Every day that I sit down to my computer and read the same things. I can’t believe that I’m admitting this for all the world to read, but here goes… I log in to my two personal email accounts, the same for my work email, see if anything is new on Facebook and then if I have time click on about fifteen blogs which are saved on my “Favorites”. Yes, FIFTEEN. (I’m not sure how I have time to do all of this with a five and a half month old and managing a residence hall full of freshman girls.) These blogs are all of people I know are have known in the past. Most of these people have children and because of that I feel some sense of connection. I’m beginning to wonder if all of these people even know that I read their blogs. I’m not even sure who reads mine…<br /><br />The reason I tell you all of this is because I read something earlier this evening that really made me think. I had recently requested for an old college friend to become my Facebook friend because I had seen his picture on someone else’s Facebook. To be honest I requested him because I saw in the picture that he was holding a little baby girl and I wanted to see if he had become a daddy. Well tonight he confirmed my friend request, so I began to look at his page. I thought to myself, I wonder if I will say hi and write on his wall or will I just look at his pictures and move on…This is where I get to the part about what I read that made me think. He had written a quote on his page which said “Ths is really cool. I'm shocked at how many people are here (on Facebook), and how easy it is to reconnect. Now let's figure out how to go deeper...”<br /><br />When I read this I realized how right he was. I mean, I read fifteen blogs a day and very rarely tell those people that I care about them. I get on Facebook and look at people’s pictures but don’t call them up and say hey let’s go hang out, or how are you? My husband would tell you that I am a very empathetic person. I really do love people deeply. But I’m tired of simply caring about them from a far. I need to stop just reading about people’s lives and looking at their pictures. If I truly love people I need to show them. I need to write the encouraging notes that I want or make the phone calls I know that I should because people have been on my heart.<br /><br />A lot of why I’ve shared all of this is because in the past few days I’ve been thinking a lot about a family whose blog I posted a link to on Tuesday. This family, Julie and Noah lost their baby girl Tuesday. Julie and I were both English teachers for International students at MC. I didn’t know her very well while we worked together but I ran into her at the doctor’s office while we were both pregnant. We discovered that we had the same doctor and were due around the same time. About half way through Julie’s pregnancy, she found out that her daughter had a condition called Trisomy 18. When I was searching for Isabella’s future pediatrican, Julie shared this news with me when I asked her what pediatrician she would be using. I soon found Julie and Noah’s blog which chronicles the story of their daughter’s life journey.<br /><br />As I read about all the emotions Julie and Noah were facing knowing the diagnosis of their child, I wept. I barely knew Julie but my heart broke for her and her husband. I was not crying because I felt sorry for them or anything like that. I wept because I could not imagine being faced with that same diagnosis for our little girl. From that day on I checked Julie’s blog often to read about how things were going. I rejoiced with her family as I read the days that her daughter was surviving in her womb. I cried as the Lord taught me many things about not taking His provision and His blessing for granted.<br /><br />This family became very dear to my heart but I never took the time to encourage them. I even ran into Julie at the library and the doctor’s office and never told her that I was praying for her. I would tell my friends and family to pray for her and not email her to encourage her. I know that the Lord heard my prayers regardless of whether or not Julie knew I was praying for her but regret not contacting her.<br /><br />Today I know that hundreds if not thousands of lives have been touched through reading the words on Julie’s blog. The Lord has glorified Himself greatly through the life of their young daughter. I grew to love this beautiful child although I did not know her.<br /><br />I pray that the Lord would give me the courage to be bold in loving others. That I would not just read blogs and then not take the time to encourage those who I have come to care about. I pray that I would not just think about people and then not take the time to be a part of their lives.<br /><br />Julie and Noah If you read this, thank you for sharing your heart and your life with the world through your blog. I pray that we can all follow your example and be real with others about what the Lord is doing in our lives. May He be glorified in us through our joys AND our trials.Isabella's Mommyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05303639159942336637noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9149931943171321399.post-71364213661543907452009-01-13T23:14:00.001-06:002009-01-13T23:14:34.687-06:00Magdalena<a href="http://noahandjulieroberts.blogspot.com/">http://noahandjulieroberts.blogspot.com/</a>Isabella's Mommyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05303639159942336637noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9149931943171321399.post-61823473731919616122008-12-07T23:26:00.005-06:002008-12-08T00:35:00.693-06:004 Months Old!<div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277298829538423554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAI31sVH0vfCNVu_Oh049lhZ3WQQHCucbKO_9jjzo0hXsIblRkl7auH2RRfE6fBgeMyOjtyVYJuFfpYswJhEdCKJrKhIfu5z1pD2kiz4w3GaJyL3sTcbhyAPL2sDTMKZhwobBXB2GngK4Q/s320/13+weeks+favorite" border="0" /> 13 weeks old (Nov. 5th)<br /><br /><br /></div><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277298839221648594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-MCAsM9H2Oa_BVZ08IJ1AVGcBNDfVy_RL5RDwIcKrw7wFNS4S4yYdedmi08d0qBTTFrHJMlK8AqH_QmDHyDmX-XsUaWXagoP6D9D61bS2Yg99Ie4BC95QdaWMrpDUNP8yDJagPFJUzLEM/s320/14w+fav1" border="0" /></div><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277298835279859122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9BOhVp6Ox8VwIujmii9vd87E3hM1OuC76sq0xYLulrSGcE9J5mG7WdfUyAJaUzPRo4s6tp6qLqwCwN7duP7QlQqaN-u2ICYnX9ScBGb7gm6843nqgh8HtGDuh9S1yB6ooniO32DempAcr/s320/fav2" border="0" /></div><div align="center">14 weeks old (Nov. 12th)<br /><br /><br /></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277298842257205250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVL2INZ2OF5qJZFj4FdiTiJ0FCvjBrlnjqsNi84uj6Nzm6xIS0WYY3xK5RxfweU0i_ix317gAwKBBIWAsdgsiW0ftyPjt6yJ4GgHVR76IqyrGTcjrY539QDYBFZCpE87Rq3eRJP-xCKhmC/s320/fav+1" border="0" /></div><div align="center">15 weeks old (Nov. 19th)<br /><br /><br /></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277298845108079570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjthHoUHr-7ijWKQaHetowHhLNIMO8XxuXHRdbEsnzf9Q8k3mohgnpRZ7zziOCU2UvqetdKkOROvzmkfEjtZS-sNXj7A3o_SAfVkR_tZerOlZXaBTV3OdOtJfmOP7y-BKcu6-EqJrhBhrUJ/s320/232323232%257Ffp43284%253Enu%253D324%253B%253E739%253E74%253A%253EWSNRCG%253D3233648296399nu0mrj.jpg" border="0" /> Dedication, Sunday, Nov. 23rd<br /><br /></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277300148925045746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqkHrSK3LHoszbi0ExzqQ0XDGRegYKr3ArWsHspsP6erKbW8b8EiCHF2X7WZUfMqNnblNHtxasC3GVLE5q8KO0l9J2S6snv5IJhfAhjjkhRSunOYtT7iecZLVJGn9hJz8DXAp9lYe62kRD/s320/16weeks" border="0" />16 weeks old (Nov. 26)<br />Thanksgiving in Birmingham<br /><br /></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhuzj4P3HlFx28LuEWXP_URGCgG8JGBvglwbFzBSICOXVbBBpZUWmUYudFth_buDKmo0Bxj9Wn0UHCmaTl-AuodVg_vpdW_O-SLj2msffjfENab3XCfPf6AG0Mjcx7cqkGUHDNax2OdwJN/s1600-h/IMG_4250.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277300153854638002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhuzj4P3HlFx28LuEWXP_URGCgG8JGBvglwbFzBSICOXVbBBpZUWmUYudFth_buDKmo0Bxj9Wn0UHCmaTl-AuodVg_vpdW_O-SLj2msffjfENab3XCfPf6AG0Mjcx7cqkGUHDNax2OdwJN/s320/IMG_4250.JPG" border="0" /></a> 17 weeks old (Dec. 3rd)<br /><br />Yesterday Isabella turned four months old. It's so hard to believe. She literally is "getting so big". Sometimes I like to step on the scale with her and last week it said she was around 15 pounds! I tried to measure her length as well but she wouldn't stop kicking. I think she's around 25" though. We go back to the pediatrician on Thursday and I'm excited to see how she's doing and what percentile she's in.<br /><br />She's been learning lots of new tricks lately. Yesterday she finally mastered rolling over. She went from tummy to her back without any help. She's working on back to tummy but can't seem to get her little booty to go over with the rest of her body. Jacob and I got so excited when she rolled over but I'm realizing that soon we will wish that she weren't able to do it. Next thing I know she'll be crawling all over the place.<br /><br />Other new tricks include sticking out her tongue, "talking" and making sounds that sound a lot like growling. It's pretty funny.<br /><br />This past month has been pretty busy. Isabella had her baby dedication at church. We travelled to Birmingham for Thanksgiving. We had a dorm-wide Christmas party and a baby shower for our dear friends Molly and Ben. We're looking forward to the Christmas break and spending some time with family and friends. </div></div>Isabella's Mommyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05303639159942336637noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9149931943171321399.post-95063519685484592008-10-31T23:44:00.005-05:002008-11-01T00:25:11.583-05:00Hanging out with Uncle Joey<p align="center">Joey came over to visit on Thursday night. Before he got there, Isabella was quite fussy. As soon as Joey got her, she started talking up a storm. Apparently she and Joey speak the same language. :) Joey would say "boooo" and she would repeat it back and laugh. This went on for the longest time before I thought to grab the camera. I was too busy enjoying watching her having such a great time! I wasn't able to capture most of their "conversation" on video but I was able to get a lot of her laughter.<br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dwX2EJFkpc9zff3VSxvAc02xFnYzYp11204uvrz3_l-WaP96O0AjaePHEvHZ5Pg8H1BeXkMehQuTKkbDWMEVg' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></p><p align="center">At the end of this video she gets a little distracted because she sees her Mommy standing behind the camera.</p><p></p><p></p><p align="center"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dy-t1RchVA-elkRlxmNdbx844JndRWfWTVjcJq-icj7eKJeLKSDQqSkYTCqmKQAbbM3mV3RGii62nGDkqxsLA' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe><br />Her giggles make me laugh out loud!</p><p align="center"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dw6N-Bn7RkBWSK8YkwOic8iQYDxNA0wAVnjvMTHGsBOiUa_3WW7wtI4gUcFnIv8Hc_UZjH8tiSiIJT2PDgYbw' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe><br />A little bit of "talking"</p><p></p>Isabella's Mommyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05303639159942336637noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9149931943171321399.post-58658511141015882662008-10-30T23:22:00.001-05:002008-10-30T23:31:42.110-05:0012 Weeks<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmYFqwQWdLrBH1K7ozW37886pNcntUce-vW17SqB_jbDFWu-gvi64bGN4j2_IiQDX5mJVlH1FgtpAGlalsksfookqTo6fVZCoaP0nSzyDR6yhmJMOs7_8odLbATg4pYyBY4V54z15NiAVb/s1600-h/fav2.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263170187128856466" style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEga3BvUbbNVEcg_gYzhtELxffzWuuKiA7FtVz9h7rEbm1cjR1I48wLqQ6OmBJlcMUDAtK6S4Sm2jlNln19NnkmuuZpXdbpkqz1heRGCEnYWvCXqFj01jacsnPGZteAdYOVoDscU5qD9nrTt/s320/fav6.JPG" border="0" /></p><p align="center">Where's the baby?</p><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263163554814019586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTSAKZVfADCiN9bticf7swC-OGYgIfs-qavY9Tj8VWZayLC4Q6EcoHAvOdPLVej33OF7agyZOiBiMG6FzIvX-9YqDQqnXJ_TSkO_Md283fEMO412lm9Fo9386nGEF0WJBhWW5j2CLSniYn/s320/fav8.JPG" border="0" /></p><p align="center">You found me!</p><p align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263163551296555042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLm6GoO2WzQB36618_6oa84eHghtGKtAWhoFJEulJ8-s4iFykgCjHlEmyRKdyN91P67SBoueykNvh2NhGkbEYR1R_ahhph3CxgFj-7rhIcsRAEkwvuj4PVr_MN63WdkC1zRF8tzeBVLdmm/s320/fav7.JPG" border="0" /></p><p align="center">Ok, I'm tired of playing.</p>Isabella's Mommyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05303639159942336637noreply@blogger.com0