38 weeks

Showing off her own weekly sign.

 

Izzy serenading Addie.

 

Checking out the fork from her picnic set.

 

 This is our pouty Izzy. We see this face often.

 

 

Swim lessons for Izzy are going great. She loves the water and is starting to pull herself up on the side of the pool well.

Addie is getting such a little personality. Between her chubby cheeks and large spaced teeth she is just adorable. Maybe I’m a bit biased. She has started repeating me. I was trying to get her to say “uh-oh” and she finally did it. So dang cute! She has also started giving high fives. If you hold your hand up and say, “High five” she will put her hand up to yours. She is also rocking to the point where she is almost up on all fours. She will be crawling soon. She is the last one in her class to crawl. Cheer her on! Izzy was 42 weeks. That is my goal. I’m going to work with her a lot over Labor Day weekend.

On Saturday we went to Mark’s cousin’s wedding. Izzy was so infatuated with the “princess” that I had to literally pry her away from Dessa. She was so excited when she paid her dollar to the purple princess to dance with the white princess. She hung out all night with her cousin Ladelle. Izzy calls her Dell. Ladelle is 9 years old and is soooo good with Iz. Izzy just idolizes her. We had to rush back after the wedding because Mark had a case the next morning at 7. He worked all day and didn’t get home until 8:30 that night.

Sunday Izzy started having a terrible temper tantrum and we couldn’t control her crying. Holy cow, I thought Mark was going to jump out our bedroom window. My Aunt Cindy and Uncle George were staying at our house because they were flying out to Rome the next morning. So, my Uncle George slept in Izzy’s bed and you would have thought the world was coming to an end. She wanted to sleep in her bed. Which I thought was weird because she never does. She would rather sleep on the couch. Then she kept saying that George in her bed made it “just weird.” Where this child gets this stuff is beyond me. Finally Mark put up the Pack n Play since she didn’t want to sleep in our bed.  She got in the Pack n Play fine but I had to hold her hand.  As my arm is falling asleep from hanging it over the side she finally falls asleep. I don’t know if I can do the three year old thing. She is getting tough. I’ll keep you updated on this fun adventure.

 

TTFN,

Ariann