Isabelle turned sixteen months old today. Right before we went out to take our family picture she was watching tv where a cartoon dragon thought her pet caterpillar had died. Actually it was just turning into a butterfly but the dragon didn’t know. Well Isabelle ran over to Alan and started to cry when the dragon thought it was dead! Isabelle had the saddest look on her face. She can’t possibly understand death. She must have started crying because the dragon was crying. Right?

Well anyhoo…I think this is the shortest family picture session we’ve ever had. We weren’t outside long because it was cold cold cold! And we didn’t have time to retake them inside because Alan was headed off to work. Oh well.

Let’s see…what do I want to remember from this month? Everything! It’s just all too sweet and cute and I wish I could remember it all as clearly as if it were happening. Don’t you wish that was the way all good things were remembered?

Ordering from the kid’s menu for the first time.


Playing with the ball together outside.

Stripy tights.

Building blocks. I build it up high and we play peek a poo (I wrote that wrong and it’s just too funny. I’m keeping it).

Her hair in ponytails.

And finally, the couch.

One night she was climbing on the ottoman which had a small tunnel on it. I moved it next to the couch on the play mat so she would have somewhere soft in case she fell. Well with the ottoman there it was just low enough for her to discover the couch. Now it’s her favorite thing. She’ll just climb up there and lean back and sit there for a bit. Or scramble back and forth. She can’t get up on the other couch without the ottoman so I’ll lift her up and set her next to me and she’ll get the biggest smile on her face like she’s been given a treat. So cute!! No more sitting on the floor for her!

Read month fifteen.