Walking the dog...

Lately the easiest exercise for both Michael and I is taking Bear and Isabelle out for a walk. We have either the hiker backpack, the wagon or the trusty jogger or stroller that Isabelle rides in. As we have mentioned, Isabelle loves the outdoors, she loves her dog and now, she loves to walk her dog. I have started something new with her that has so far been great...thanks to a wonderful, gentle dog who actually stops if her leash drops.

The other week Isabelle was in the hiking backpack and half way through our walk she started getting fussy and the camel pack nozzle (which she knows how to use and usually needs to be refilled along with her diaper changed when we are done with our walk-hehe) nor the keys were making her happy. I happened to hand her the keys with Bear's leash in my hand and of course, that is what she wanted. I gave in and gave it to her. With Isabelle holding on tight to the leash, I chanted "walking the dog, walking the dog" (think of it being said in Beavis and Buttheads voices, "breakin the law, breakin the law") as she bounced in her seat. Its pretty funny and besides the leash rubbing the side of my neck when she is in the backpack, she does a great job walking Miss B. Perhaps I will just stick with her in the stroller until it gets cooler and I can wear something that will cover my neck. Yeah, that may happen in early December....if we are lucky! This next picture I like to call "Isabelle's Amish Buggy" :)

Swim Lesson Pics

Grandmama met up with us at the park for Isabelle's swim lessons yesterday so, without further ado....here is our little fish,Isabelle!

Although it seems like she is having fun when Olivia (the lifeguard) has Isabelle on her back, that is actually her least favorite "lesson".

Today....

Need we say more?

Little Fish

Isabelle had her first swim lessons today at the Glen Park in Valencia. This park just happens to be one of the parks that I used to race at when I was on swim team, go to while at Summer camps and swim at when I was with a friend who lived over in that direction. What fond memories it brought back! But I do not remember our lifeguards being so young!

Lifeguard Olivia, who looked like she was still in or fresh out of high school, was in charge of our group down at the shallow end of the pool-of course. We meet for 2 weeks every Monday, Wednesday and Friday from 5:45pm-6:15pm. In our class there are 8 kids between the ages of 8 months to 2 years and yesterday, 12 parents in the water. We practiced kicking, paddling or "scooping ice cream with your hands", blowing bubbles which Isabelle did not do but loved watching me so much that she would push my head down to do it again, lay/float on your back, superman glides to Olivia and back to me and of course, going under water! Our little fish did very well and I am sure is super excited to get back there on Wednesday. Hopefully Grandmama or Papa will be able to come with so we can get some pictures.

Meanwhile, here is our little fish in action at my friend's Baby Shower this past Saturday. Since I didn't bring her bathing suit, I let her put her feet in the pool but as I was chatting away, in she sat. Isabelle is definitely a water baby and boy oh boy, Huggies diapers can sure hold water (check out the last pic...J-Lo ain't got nothing on my baby!)

New Layout?

This template was added to Isabelle's blog just for MARTY, I mean Michael :)


A little late but...WAY TO GO WINGS!! Congrats on winning the Stanley Cup! It is back home where it should be. (Do you see the Stanley Cup? LOL!)

Rub-A-Dub-Dub

....2 girls in the tub!

This is how Isabelle and my night turned out last night after walking with our neighbor, Rose. Rosie and I didn't quite finish our conversation so we decided to take it into her house. So a glass of wine and an hour or so later, Isabelle and I were getting ready to head out to get my little one in the bath when Rose came up with a great idea. Since Sofia needed to take a bath or shower too, why don't we just throw both girls in the tub and continue our gossip session?

I ran back to our place to get a diaper and Isabelle's pj's and when I got back, the tub was full of bubbles and ready to go. It was great fun and now Rose and I are all caught up and bonus....we had squeaky clean girls all ready for bed :) Thanks gals!

Number 4!

Isabelle was in bed just before 9 o'clock last night when all of a sudden at 2am, BOOM! she woke up crying but this time Michael and I knew that cry and exactly what to do about it. Out came the Tylenol, Motrin and teething ring.

In the midst of getting her to settle back down (and praying that the Tylenol would set in NOW), she decided to play "That?". "That?" is a new game that Isabelle has been playing for the past two weeks that I am sure you can guess how it goes...she points at something, says "that?" and we proceed to tell her what every item she points at is. Now this can turn into a 15 minute ordeal so I cut it short and started ignoring her. She slowly realized that Mama did not want to play and started to head off to la-la-land so I put her into her crib but as soon as I closed the door, the crying started up again. Dad's turn! Now, 30 minutes after she was given Tylenol and armed with a bottle and her bedtime music, off to sleepy town she went in her Papa's arms.

Hopefully this will only be for one night this time around. After all, it is only ONE molar...we hope!