Friday, September 24, 2010

This one's for you Denise!

I have an Aunt that has been very sick and since we cannot visit her, I was hoping this cute picture would cheer her up! We love you and hope you are doing better! Denise, I know sometimes Karl's face just isn't enough, so this one's for you! Ha!

...and this one's for Karl! Ha! Her hat says "I heart skiing" in case you can't see it! You'll have to help me teach her!

Thursday, September 23, 2010

My Moon-face Baby

Here's some current Isla pics. She is getting giant! She seriously changes every week! Isla is almost 5 months old now. She loves to blow bubbles, jabber when she's tired and she only poops when I'm in the tub! True story! Thank goodness she's not in the tub with me! Ha! She's super needy right now and hates to be left alone for more that 5 mins, but I thinks she'll grow out of it. Anyway, we love her to pieces!

Friday, September 3, 2010

Feeling Sentimental

I got a sweet letter from a friend, and it made me sentimental. So of course you all know that Isla-pants was a hard baby because I've probably complained about it umpteen times, but she is the BEST baby now! She is 4 months old now and I can't believe the difference! She finally likes to play on the floor with her toys and she'll even swing in her swing now! I love it! She sleeps 8 hours every night with only one 1-hour feeding between 2-4 AM! Wow! It's amazing! She is starting to laugh, and she sucks her bottom lip in and's hilarious! Anyhoo, I remember thinking this Brendan James song when it was 2 in the morning and we both hadn't slept more than an hour at a time in days. Things always felt better in the daylight. I wanted to post it in case there are any other hard babies out there:

The sun will rise, the sun will save me
From the night the sun will change me,
Change the way I feel.

I've had enough of the hard and harder
Times are tough, I've drifted farther
Farther from myself.

I won't dwell baby, on my failures
It won't help baby, it won't bring changes
I won't run baby, when all I want is to run
I won't forget the mornings sure to come.

...The love I want, the love I need is sure to come
it's sure to lead me, lead me home again.