Baby Jail

"Mama, you've been in the kitchen for so long, and I want to be near you. I hear you've got Oreos in there."


RATTLE RATTLE goes the gate...SHAKE SHAKE go Izzy's arms..."Let me in! Let me in! You don't get ALL the Oreos!"


"I'm so tired...What are you doing over there? I want you to be over here by me."


"AAARRRRRGGGGHHHHH!!!! Stella!!!"


"Hey, Raisin, if you bust me out of the living room, I'll feed you my puff snacks. Hey, Eden, if you knock the gate down and let me in the kitchen, I'll stop pulling your ears."


"Please, Mama? Please, Please, Please?"


"Hahaha. I was just kidding. I don't want to come in the kitchen. I got you!"

Smarty Pants

Izzy has a regular baby obsession with pulling things that are on/around people's faces. This means the regular stuff like hair, earrings, glasses, and then the more weird things like lips, noses, and even eyes. But she is always trying to get Chris's glasses off his face or head or where ever they are sitting. So, Chris put them on her face, and then she tried to rip them off of her own face. Since both Chris and I are fairly blind without our glasses or contacts, it has been preordained that Izzy will need glasses, too. Which ends up being okay, because she looks pretty cute in Chris's, and could only look cuter in glasses that actually fit her face. And those of you who are thinking, "But she got your big head, Jin, so Chris's glasses almost fit on her" can just shut up.

Here she is with Chris, looking spiffy.


And in this one, it looks like she is scratching her head because she's thinking, but she is actually just trying to pull the glasses off her face.


Izzy, just looking cute. Crooked glasses and all.

Oreo Kid

Well, Izzy is almost 11 months now, and she's been trying new foods. She had already tried saltines, so I thought Oreos were not too far off. Anyways, we gave her some crumbs that we had squashed up and she LOVED them. Now, when she sees an Oreo or even an Oreo package, she will come crawling up, and even chase the Oreo holder from room to room. It's really funny.

Here she is with Oreo crumbs on her face.


Yum Yum.


Love those Oreo crumbs.

Isabelle, or is it Elvis?

Izzy is 10 1/2 months old now, and for the past few months, I have been searching for sleepers for 12 month olds, with feet. They are surprisingly difficult to find! So, I decided to put her in a footless outfit that she had never worn before, and then put some socks on her. When I was done, she looked like Elvis. But asian. And smaller.

Here she is, with Chris holding her up in the background. The socks are super cute, and were bought for Izzy by her Grandma Boo and Granddaddy Don.


Since she looked like Elvis, and we needed more pictures to show her prom date, we gave her a guitar.


Here she is again, rocking out on the guitar. In both pictures, notice Chris, trying to give weird Elvis faces. We no longer wonder why Izzy is weird.

A Late Intro

For all of you who don't regularly check the links on the side of my blog, Chris has started a running blog to talk about how it's going. It's pretty funny and well written and interesting (and I'm not just saying that because I'm married to him). Check it out at packmanruns.blogspot.com.

Our Hike from 2 weeks ago

Back a few weeks ago, Chris and I and Isabelle went up to Garden Canyon to hike around. Now, back before we left on our vacation, I sprained my ankle pretty bad, but I was still running on it. But while I was in Wisconsin, my knee really started bothering me. I think it was a combination of changing my gait to favor my ankle, and the fact that there are all those darned stairs to go up and down. Regardless, my knee was killing me whenever I had to step up on something or step down from something. I had told Chris it was hurting before we decided to hike, but I didn't tell him that it hurt a lot. So, all that to say I looked pretty stupid hiking, because I was so gimpy. I also didn't realize that the trail was SOOOO rocky and steep. Anyways, up sucked, but down wasn't too bad. I actually enjoyed that part. Izzy was great. She looked around and stuck her face out the side. And towards the end, she fell asleep. Chris said he could tell when she did, because she would become dead weight, and her head would loll to the side. It was pretty funny to see, but I couldn't get a picture, because whenever we stopped to take one, she would wake up.

Right when we got there, we saw this cute little lizard. He was super quick, and he had tons of cousins around.


Here he is again, after he popped up behind a different rock.


Here are Chris and Izzy in front of this awesomely huge rock. See how happy she is? It was hilarious how much she loved it.


And here are the loves of my life in front of a twisty tree.


This is the twisty tree, artistic style. It was pretty cool.


Here is scooter bump, looking cute.


I don't know how she got so photogenic...


Chris said that the leaning didn't bother him, but when we were done, he needed a V8.


And here we are as a family....refer back to that photogenic comment.

Happy 4th of July, my little french children...

Well, obviously the 4th of July came and went, and I am only getting to post those pictures now. First of all, I claim the right of being a busy mother, and that is why I am about a week late on all posts. Second of all, I declare that busy-ness includes reading books and watching TV.

In previous posts, I have talked about how much the dogs love Izzy, and how much she loves them right back, but finally, I have incontrovertible proof. She and the dogs have gotten to first base. According to teenadvice.about.com, first base = kissing; second base = kissing and touching over clothes; third base = kissing and touching under clothes; home = sex. Other websites give other meanings, but for my purposes, I'll use these definitions. Of course, that means that since the dogs don't wear clothes, Izzy might be getting to third base. Anyways, the gist of it is that she and the dogs have begun showing mutual affection by trying to eat each others' faces, specifically using the tongue and aiming for the mouth region (to include the nose and cheeks). And if you say, "ewwww, that's gross!," we agree. It is gross, and we try to stop it whenever we can, and use antibacterial wipes on Izzy's face and hands whenever dog mouths are involved. But sometimes, we have to take a step back and pull out the camera. Plus, sometimes, they (including Isabelle) are just too darned quick to stop it all. Anyways, here are some pictures of the kids "getting some" on the 4th of July. Please note the adorable outfit that Izzy is wearing, compliments of Papa and Yaya (my parents).

In this one, it's hard to see, but Rai is licking Izzy's cheek.


And here, Eden has taken advantage of my being soooo far away on the couch, to give Izzy a truly whopping lick. You can see her giant pink tongue just sliming up Izzy's cheek.


And you say to yourself, oh, but all dogs like to lick! Well, so does Izzy. Here, she's trying to make out with Raisin. We wouldn't mind so much, but we know that he is a proven poop eater. Gross.


And this one is of Izzy and her amazing tongue. She can flip it over in her mouth, and stick it out really far, and generally use it for all kinds of mayhem.


Oh, and the night of the 4th of July, we went to Wal-Mart to watch the Sierra Vista fireworks, and Izzy watched them a bit, but mostly ate her cracker and rubbed it all over us.