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Nashon and I took Miss Isabell to see the doctor this morning for her 15 month old well child check.  Things are looking good!  She is still getting bigger every day, but seems to finally be thinning out a bit.  Here are her stats for the day:

Head Circumference: 19 inches, 97th percentile

Weight: 24 pounds 13.5 ounces, 80th percentile

Length: 32.25 inches, 95th percentile

Our little girl did such a good job.  She was happy and babbling, and looked at the doctor with a little bit of concern when he was listening to her heart and checkign her  out.  She cried when she saw the needles for her flu shot and an immunization, and she tried to get up.  But as soon as the bandaid was on, she shook her finger at the nurse and said “no thank you!” then snuggled in for a hug from Nashon.  All in all, it wasn’t a bad visit, and we were out very quickly!

Some horrible puns that I found and just loved:

“I have a mitral valve prolapse,” said Tom brokenheartedly.
“We are going to turn this ship left twice in a row!” Tom reported.
“I guess I lose this round. But hey, you know what they say,” replied Tom winsomely.
“What fools these mortals be,” said Tom puckishly.
“Better close up the windows; it looks like there’s a storm coming,” said Tom, shuddering.
“I’ll never thank you for that croissant!” said Tom mercilessly.
“Dustin Diamond is the greatest actor ever!” Tom screeched.
“I really enjoy this one section of Highlights for Children,” Tom said gallantly.
“What do you call a fat monarch?” asked Tom unthinkingly.
“The executioner aimed way too low,” Tom said defeatedly.
“Admittedly it is important to learn the alphabet,” Abie ceded.
“Will you still love me when I take over the government?” Tom cooed.
“I wonder which road I should take…?” thought Tom frostily.
“I haven’t answered questions in a fan chat-room since I was on Night Court,” Markie posted.
“I will only say ‘Fee’ and ‘Fo’,” said the giant defiantly.
“Thank God we converted to metric,” Tom expounded.
“Why do you need two signatures?” asked Tom resignedly.
“I have exactly six beers,” said Tom brutally.
“You got some ’splainin’ to do,” Tom said lucidly.
“Death to windmills”, Don said quixotically.
“Just dump it anywhere”, Tom said literally.
“I’m wearing my wedding ring,” said Tom with abandon.
“I slipped and drank a beer thirty-nine days in, so I’m starting all over again,” Tom relented.
“That tuna just saved our planet,” said Tom superficially.
“The Skipper died,” Tom exhaled.
“I thought about buying a house, but decided it was too risky for me,” Tom said preferentially.
“My last girlfriend is doing sound effects work now” Tom exfoliated.
“But what was the cause of death?” asked Tom, wide-eyed.
“I got this ball-point pen from a Yugoslav friend,” said Tom acerbically.
“I have frosted the treepeople,” said Tom enticingly.
“I wish to court your living room,” said Tom woodenly.
“27.34 grains!” exclaimed Tom dramatically.
“Women’s suffrage was a mistake,” said Tom devotedly.
“This weighs precisely 480 grains,” Tom announced.
“I need a breath mint,” Tom asserted.
“F=MA,” Tom said forcefully.
“And so there I was, surrounded by a quartet of grizzlies!” said Tom, with forbearance.
“The giant insects were shocking at first, but we’ve learned to live with Them,” said Tom tolerantly.
“I am here with my friend Hamlet,” said Tom with disdain.
“I dropped my toothpaste,” said Tom, crestfallen.

Isabell has gone and started her own blog site!

If you want to see the world through the eyes of a one year old, feel free to check it out.

Isabell.Nashon.com

Happy new year everyone!

Welcome back too a Seattle winter.  It’s somewhere in the mid 40s, and it’s raining.  Sometimes I get really tired of the rain, but this year I have enjoyed it.  However, as Isabell gets bigger and bigger, I am more motivated to get out of the house for at least a few minutes a day.  Today we put her in her mostly water proof pants and headed down to the little kid park (climbing and slides, that’s about it).  The joy of this particular park is that there is never anyone there, and it’s not very fun for big kids, so there is never big kids around to ruin the 1 year old’s fun.  Isabell, however, decided she didn’t want to do much playing today, and just kept reaching and saying “upupup!” in her best “do it now!” voice.  So we skipped the park and just took a walk in the rain.  Here are a few cute pictures from our outing today.

Well, Isabell has learned that presents can be opened to find something inside.  While we’ve managed to not have all of the presents under the tree come magically unwrapped, she is very interested in helping everyone else open presents!  She rips the paper, and then pulls on it until the toy comes out.  Right now, she is downstairs helping Nashon wrap a present (for me, I think.  Hence me not being the one to wrap it like I did all the others).  Anyway, back to tales of Isabell…..

Once upon a time, there was a beautiful little girl who refused to go down for a nap.  She stayed in her bed very nicely for about 30 minutes, but just “did a job” instead of sleeping.  She called her to parents when she was ready to get out of bed, “dada!!  dada!! dada!! mama!! mama!”.  Her parents, silly adults that they are, decided that if Isabell was going to see Santa on this day, they would have to go now, as she wouldn’t likely go down for another nap until it was too late to go to the mall.  So Isabell and her parents get all packed up and head off to the North Pole to visit Santa and have a picture taken. Only it turns out that her parents great thought of going to the mall midday on a Monday was better than trying to go on a weekend wasn’t quite true.  Just as Isabell and her parents got to the line of children waiting to see Santa, he went on a milk and cookie break.  So Isabell and her daddy went to get lunch while her mommy held their spot in line for the hour that Santa was away.  When he came back, it was another 45 minutes before Isabell could see him.  She was excited!  She had spent the last hour watching other kids sit on his lap, she waved to him and blew him kisses, and even tried to get to him by going in the “exit” to his picture set.  When it came time to actually sit on his knee, Isabell was VERY tired (from having had no nap), and was a bit apprehensive about this jolly old man wearing red and blue.  Her mommy slipped Santa some marshmellows (a current favorite treat of Miss Isabell) to entice her to stay there.  Santa felt the need to tell Isabell’s mommy that with the marshmellows in her mouth, Isabell wouldn’t be able to smile for the camera.  Her mommy pointed out that if her mouth was full, she couldn’t cry either; Santa just lauged.  But it worked!  She screamed the moment she was put down, and only stopped crying to eat the marshmellows.  Despite her lack of desire to be near the old man that was feeding her marshmellows, the elves managed to get a pretty cute picture.  See for yourselves!!!  Though Isabell didn’t use any words to tell Santa what she wanted for Christmas, her mommy and daddy feel that she wants a new car to go with those keys she won’t let go of!  Isabell crashed in the car about 5 minutes before she got home, and slept through changing her diaper and taking off her clothes.

All in all, it wasn’t nearly as bad as her mommy and daddy thought it would be.  She really is a sweet child.  So many people commented “oh, she’s just so cute!”

I know that ya’ll have been bugging me for pictures from Isabell’s birthday, and yes, I know that I still haven’t put them up.  Nashon and I left the photo taking to family members, and while some of them have given us photos, they are all on CDs, and I don’t have a CD rom in this comptuer.  Lame excuse, I know, but truth none the less.  So to try and make ya’ll a little bit happier, I have posted her one year old photos from the studio.  They were taken ON her birthday, and she was quite happy and had a hard time giving up the little chair in the studio.

Happy viewing, and I am still going to pretend I’ll post the cake pictures.  Blame the lack of video on Nashon though!  Videos are his job!

POOP!!!

Well, anyone that spends time talking to us about Isabell probably knows that from time to time she has trouble with the whole pooping process, often creating poops large enough for a 20 year old!  Well, the upside of this kind of poop is that it takes her a lot of effort to get it out, so it’s pretty obvious when she’s going to poop.  Usually she will cry when she is pushing this type of poop out, but not today!  Well, there was a bit of crying, but I think it may  have been partially due to the fact that she as sitting on the potty!  After some encouragement, she actually got her poops out into the potty!  Then she got to flush them down, and oh was that an exciting thing!

We’ll have her out of those diapers in no time!!

Though this was technically Isabell’s second halloween, last year she was just the treat, and we showed her to our friends that came to the door.  This year, we decided to give her a REALY costume, and take her trick or treating to a few houses.  After no thought at all, we decided to dress her up as “Mini Me” to celebrate just how much she looks like her father, we have been talking about this costume for about a year now, and I do have to say I really like how it turned out. 

Isabell wore little tennis shoes, cargo pants, and a plaid button up shirt, just like her daddy wears almost every day.  To top off the costume, she had a REAL cell phone (her’s actually) in her pocket, and a name badge that is an official badge from Nashon’s work.  It is Nashon’s clearance badge, only with Isabell’s picture on it, which his HR director so kindly made for us last week.  Isabell’s costume was topped off with a two toned goatee on her little chin drawn on with eye liner pencil.  Though it’s not real hair, it sure looked good, and came off easily (a must with a toddler). 

Take a look for yourself!  She looks great with her daddy!  She enjoyed going to two houses to get some candy, and even enjoyed getting to eat some chocolate.

This has been a very busy month for us. As many of you know, Nashon’s step mother, Robyn, was diagnosed with cancer about two months ago; she passed away on the 17th following a short battle. We have spent much time up at their house in the past few months as a result, and Isabell has finally begun to warm up to her Grampa. We have also seen some interesting growth in her development in the past few weeks.

Two weeks ago Isabell was sitting on Robyn’s bed while she was trying to eat take out from one of her favorite resteraunts. When Robyn wasn’t able to eat the shrimp, she fed it to Isabell and Isabell LOVED it!! Nashon and I don’t eat seafood (eeewww…gross) but we are more than happy to have other people provide her with the opportunity to try new things that we know she won’t get it home. Still, we were more than a bit suprised that she enjoyed shrimp so much that she ate three whole shrimp, on her own, after having finished off her dinner of chicken fettucini and tomatoes. We also have added to our verbal output.

Her signs now include: more, all done, please, again, milk, eat, open, ni night

Her verbal words now include (in order of aquisition): byebye, mama, dada, hot, nonononono, bottle, balloon. She is using them on her own to request actions and objects, and to refuse.

She is now walking all on her own, and will be running any day now. Each day she amazes us with how much more stable and mobile she is! She is now practicing standing up from the floor without anything to hold onto, and walking around corners and down hallways to find and look for people.

Her first birthday is TODAY!!! Our little baby is now officially one, and she is all of the big girl that she thinks she is. We had her birthday party yesterday with all of Isabell’s favorite people (friends and family), and she got lots of good stuff. Based on her playing last night and today, her favorite toys are the little tikes car from Nashon and me, The step-step kangaroo thingy from Grandpa Dave, and the UW blanket from Auntie Shelly. She was a pro with the cake and though a bit dainty at the beginning, she eventually got the pink frosting into her hair and ears, and thoroughly enjoyed herself in the process. Every time we have to take her away from the car or the kangaroo we get to enjoy the tantruming of a small child, she’ s not a baby any more!!!!

Nashon and I were too busy with party stuff to take pictures, so I’ll post some when we get them from Ammie, Grandpa Dave and Auntie Carrie. Stay tuned for a video of her eating cake!

Words:

“mama” = Mommy!

“dada” = Daddy!

“baba” = bye bye (paired with waving)

“da” = dog (while pointing at the dog)

“hot” = hot (while pointing at the stove or a mug of hot tea)

“nunununu” = No thank you! (paired with shaking her head)

her signs now include:

milk, all done, more, again, please

combinations of signs include:

more please, milk please