Isabel is growing up

Isabel is growing up so much. She is running around, saying a new word every day, and full of exploration ideas. All bathroom doors must remain closed because she loves to play in the toilet water or try to sit on it like we all do (but in her clothes). She loves shoes and babies and pink candies. (She drags grandpa off his chair and pulls him over to where the candies are hidden and points and says "uh uh".) She always wants to be doing what her sisters are doing and runs after them all the time. She is the cause of most of my daily frustration and most of my daily laughter. I love you Iz.