BOOTy-licious

I was at my Grandma's house a while back and was going through old picture albums of me in my childhood to see if there is any similarities between Isla and me. I came across this photo of me at about 2 years old in my grandpa's work boots. It's one of my favorite pictures. My grandfather passed away 7 years ago and it just captures me and my love for him. I imagine myself saying "I want to be just like Grandpa" as I climbed into his monstrous shoes.
Isla's latest obsession is to play with the shoes at our back entry... she pulls them all off the shelves and walks around the house carrying one in each hand. She goes back to the entry way, changes the shoes she carries and keeps on her way. At the back entrance, Cam's work boots were sitting there and then I remembered the photo of me. I had to re-enact it with Isla.

a smile

surprised

Love Her.

A Walking Wonder

ISLA WALKS. ISLA WALKS. ISLA WALKS.

This is very exciting news! And I am the proudest Mama on planet earth. Some of you already know that Isla has been walking along furniture for MONTHS now. On her first birthday, I remember saying that it was only a matter of days until she is a full blown walker. Well, 2.5 months later, she is! On Sunday, she was taking steps in between crawling, on Monday when we went to visit Cam at work, she was trucking all over the warehouse and on Tuesday, she decided that crawling was for chumps and now walks everywhere. It is so neat to watch your child be proud of themselves. All night last night, Isla was walking around our house with her buddha belly protruding and this magnificent look of pride plastered to her beautiful face. If our attention diverged from her new accomplishment, she would yell (literally) to get us to watch her again. She is so cute! Here are some pictures, just for fun!

her new 'cheese' face

pumped for bath time

her favorite time of the day

standing!

walking to her books!!

look at that form! She is a pro!

Loving her pizza!

Fave

One of my favorite pictures of Isla to date.

Sleeping Beauty

Now, I don't know if there is anything more peaceful or beautiful than a sleeping baby. Despite what most people say... "Never wake a sleeping baby", I sometimes softly creep into Isla's room while she is napping or sleeping and just watch her. Her tiny thumb is always her comfort and every time I peer in, her thumb is in her mouth. She makes me smile... all the little things she does that are unique to her make me burst at the seems with pride. She is my greatest accomplishment and watching her rest warms my heart. Here are some photos.

Isla gets creative...

Since we are prisoners of our home right now, Isla and I have had to get creative with how we spend our time. There are only SO many books to read, laps to make in her toy car, animals to pack on our picnic, Sesame Street videos to watch and drawers to empty and fill back up. This is what this afternoon brought us...

some coloring...

and some serious bathroom exploration...

Isla: "these things are so much fun Mom!" Me: "No Isla, no they are not. Just wait until you know what purpose they serve my dear."

 Isla: "Can I wear some mascara mommy?"

 Isla: "Q-tips, cotton swabs and tampons, Oh my!"

As I look out my window...

I dream of this. Warmth. Sunshine. Tranquility. More importantly, Warmth. 

I don't know how much more of this weather I can take... Isla and I are stir crazy. Or maybe just crazy.