Or also called mischievous monkey month. Yes our Isabelle has been replaced by a monkey. A monkey who climbs up high.

And puts stickers all over herself. And on mama’s butt (pictures not included).

And shows the dogs who is boss.

And sits there methodically making a mess.

And oh in this picture, the mischievous smile? She just kicked daddy.

Tomorrow (I shouldn’t be promising something I might not be able to deliver so scratch the tomorrow and replace it with soon) expect a VIDEO!! I finally broke down and bought a new cable so I can actually get videos on here again!! And what do you have to look forward to? Monkey likes to dance.

Go read month twenty three.

Isabelle turned another month older last week. Sometimes I can’t get it together to post our recap on time. Oh well. It’s a week late but at least it’s here.

This month Isabelle seems to be calling for Alan more and more. When she wakes up and sees him sleeping she says deh. When we’re in the living room while he’s sleeping still, she’ll pound on the door calling for him. And when he leaves for work she pulls aside the curtain saying deh as he’s leaving.

And enter a new phase: whiney Isabelle. I am sure she whined before but she seems to have taken it to a new level. She has a whiney I want my way fake cry now. Sometimes she makes it interesting by adding a little throw myself down on the floor action to go with that cry. Yikes! HELP US! With real tears and everything.

And this isn’t new but I wanted to bring it up. The shoveling of food in her mouth. When will that become ladylike eating? Sometimes she jams so much food in, there just isn’t any room to swallow. So she spits it out. Not very ladylike either but so funny and cute.

And a concern. I know all kids are different but reading about other kids on blogs and getting one of those monthly what your toddler should be doing newsletters has got me a bit worried. Worried about what? About Isabelle’s talking or I should say her lack of talking. She doesn’t say many sentences or even many words.

Some of the words Isabelle uses frequently are ball, book, wa (water), daw (dog), ca (cat), ear, cole (cold. says it while rubbing her belly), boo (booger), shhooo (shoes), ki (kick. says it when she’s kicking a ball), poo (for anything coming from that region, even farts), mama, and deh. She does have other words but I was reading that she should understand 200 words, and probably use about 50 to 75 of them regularly. Ummm…how many did I list? Thirteen regular words? Olinda says she does talk. We just don’t understand her. Well fine. Shouldn’t we be understanding her more? Like understanding at least thirty seven more words? And sentences? The only sentence I understand is come on (I say that a lot to her). So just a bit concerned.

Go read month twenty two.

Posting here has been very sporadic. Nothing much has been going on so I don’t really have anything to talk about. No drawing, sewing, or knitting. Just silliness like wearing buckets on heads.

Or eating while sitting on the table.

And wearing short shorts. They are so short they give me a giggle. Isabelle has so much fun with them. She sits there trying to put them on. Usually she’s unsuccessful. She only gets one leg on but stands up and smiles so proudly.

And no sitting on our laps for this family picture. Isabelle was determined to do her own thing. She’s getting so big. Our little girl is growing up.

Go read month twenty one.

Isabelle turned another month older this past Tuesday. But with all that was going on we FORGOT to take our monthly picture. We were finally able to today. So here are some pictures from this past month.

In this picture Isabelle had pushed the box we keep her toys in about four feet from it’s regular spot. But that wasn’t good enough. She also knocked it over and emptied it mostly out and then lay inside of it.

If she’s not doing that sometimes she just likes climbing inside.

Ooh even more fun, putting alphabet mats on Waldo! Well not fun for Waldo…

We were at Barnes and Nobles and she just loved this umbrella so much we got it for her. And Alan makes fun of me now about how before she was born, I used to say I wouldn’t spoil her.

I don’t spoil her…much…I type that as I think about yesterday when I bought her a Gymbo doll for the car even though she already has a Gymbo doll at home. Sorry honey, forgot to tell you, I bought the baby another Gymbo doll!

Go read month twenty.

Isabelle turned twenty months old on the weekend. I don’t have much to say this month but I’ll share some pictures.

So cute in sunglasses.

Trying to carry some park home with her.

Love that belly.

With her cousin Ebow.

Family picture.

Last night she was sitting in my lap. I was tickling her and we were laughing and giggling and having so much fun. When she gets older is that a memory she will have, happy in her mama’s lap? I hope so.

Go read month nineteen.

Isabelle turned 19 months old yesterday. There were so many pictures I loved this month that it was too hard to choose just a few so there are a lot of slideshows here.

I know there’s a lot to talk about this month but I can’t think of anything beyond how much Isabelle enjoys playing. Maybe because as I type this she is trying to drag me off to play, prying my fingers from the keyboard, and tugging at my hands. This past month has just been full of playing! Isabelle is always constantly pulling me off to play, play, play.

Playing outside:

Hiding in tiny places.

The slide! Sometimes she will go whooo as she’s going down with this startled look on her face. And no hitting her head.

Running around the play structures. Pulling at us to help her onto the bench. Play with me! Play with me! her tugs scream.

And playing inside:

Silly baby.

Isabelle’s favorite toy. She is constantly dragging me over there to it. I’m surprised I even have time to post with the constant come and play with me tugging.

Oh that’s all for this month. Impatient little hands are pulling me away…

Read month eighteen.

Isabelle turned eighteen months old on Alan’s birthday. That’s a year and a half old!! I can’t think of much to recap right this moment except for her favorite noise, “no”. She doesn’t say no as in no. She says it as a sound. No, no, no as she’s playing, no no no as she’s trying to drag us off to see something. No no no as she opens and slams close a drawer. I don’t like no. I think she should start saying yes yes yes.

So since I cannot think of anything to recap and I’ve typed more than I wanted with the pain in my hands here are some pictures instead. Yes more more pictures of Isabelle since me and Alan like looking back in our archives at how big she’s gotten.

Sweet kisses:

Blinding flash photography:

Monthly family picture:

Read month seventeen.