Walker, Talker, Cookie Eater

I've held off giving chocolate to Isla. I've been afraid of the sugar and caffeine rushes that might ensue. However, it started to feel mean to eat cookies in front of Isla without letting her have any. I am so happy I gave in, because the mess that followed was glorious. Her right hand is hiding the chocolate all over its palm as well as the mess around her mouth. After finishing with the cookie, she spent minutes sucking the crumbs and melted chocolate from between her fingers.

In other news, this little bundle of cuteness has become a real person. She walks everywhere and she has a bunch of words. My favorites are "uh-oh" when she has dropped something and "all done" (pronounced ahh-da). She quickly picked up the word "that" and emphatically points at whatever she wants while chanting "that".

Delayed Halowe'en

Much better weather last night, as re-scheduled, than a week ago during the snow storm.

For some reason, the "before" pictures ended up with back views as the clear ones...

Just before heading out to actually beg candy . . . with Will and Henry who invited us over to their neighborhood.

Tired and heading home... still counting the loot.

Sisters (Weekend)

Some shots of the girls...

Crazy great hair (requires a unique angle - or lots of gel?)

Isla's suddenly gotten all roly-poly and likes to spend time on her tummy interacting with things. She's getting really good at pushing up to get a look at the action, and even trying to work her legs into the act as well. It's now quite possible to find that she's not still where you put her down . . .

I'm really psyched with the idea of the girls being able to play together. It's not all there quite yet, but they can now really interact with the same thing or with each other. Margot's always been great with Isla, but we're getting close to some mutuality. I figure I'd better enjoy it now, before they team up and turn on me.

Hard to tell at first, but this is basically Margot dancing in circles to amuse Isla, and Isla eating it up.

Goin' Mobile

Apparently we're entering the frightening age of having two mobile kids. I put Isla down on the floor-gym mat this evening . . . a couple of minutes later - "where's Isla?":

Oh, there she is . . .

... happy as a clam, under the coffee table! Looks like she's learned to back up.

Look What I Can Do

This also is close enough to her "I see someone I like" smile to give you an idea of how cheery it is to be around Isla most days.

Merry Xmas

Isla, Day Five

Isla Pics

A few pics for those waiting patiently...

Sacked out in proper baby-suit and socks:

Candy-cane stripes:

Can you rub your tummy and pat your head?