bella bella, a-bella, stinky-face, poochie, kitty, booboo, bellaboo, sunshine, goober
my Isabella Rose.
You are 1 today.

i can’t even believe it. this year has flown.
and what a little princess you’ve become.

you are still cue-ball bald, but we can see some little blond hairs popping up. you will have hair, lady!

you are starting to lose that super baby chub that i love to kiss (and bite!) because over the past few months you’ve become insanely active. up and down the steps, climbing on the fireplace, crawling everywhere, walking your car around the house, and even taking a few steps.

you are starting to talk – you have so many words – mama, dada, emma, baby, bottle, milk, um (food), cheese, yes, no, bye-bye, hotdog (our personal favorite). i love your yes nod when i ask you if you want a bottle, and you say, “a-yah, a-yah” and you shake your bob your head up and down.

you are so adorable in the morning. happy. when i walk in you squeal in delight when i say, “who’s the cat? you’re the cat. who’s the cat? you’re the cat” (don’t laugh. it’s from madagascar, and it’s cute)

you are such a happy kid. you only cry when you hurt yourself or you are exhausted tired. and you are always smiling. you love your brother and your sister, and smile your head off when one of them gives you even the tiniest bit of attention.

you love to eat. and eat. and eat. everything that we put in front of you.

you are such an amazing little creature, and i can’t wait to see what the next year will bring!!