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14 months old

Yes, I've missed a few months. There seems to be some sort of correlation between Isabel's mobility and my spare time - the more she moves, the less I have. But, I have to admit, I really do love watching her toddle around.

At last check-in, she was just shy of 11-months-old. She was able to hold herself up but walking was still pretty scary for her. Then her 1st Birthday came and went and with it a blur of a month that included a wedding, a slew of family meetings and a cross-country roadtrip. Now, the dust has settled and our little baby is now a little toddler. In fact, she toddled all over Graceland, The Rock & Roll Hall of Fame and Niagara Falls. It was a blast! (And quite a crash course in baby travel for us)

Not only does she walk - she runs. She spins and dances. She talks....and talks and talks. And she makes us smile all the time. We truly fall a little more in love with her everyday. I think we're still a little bit in awe of her. I look at her sometimes and still think "Where did you come from?" I think that very question generated my nickname for her - Angel face.


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