Girls of all ages….

Saturday (04/26) was a red-letter day for Isabelle. First time at the circus. Granted it wasn’t the star-studded Barnum &Bailey crew but it was fun nonetheless. My baby is virtually fearless, while other children were running screaming in the other direction she would walk up to the clowns, shake their hands, give them “high fives” and she even gave out hugs. I though for a minute we were going to have a weepy clown ‘cause he got a little teary-eyed when he said, “This is the fun part about being a clown.” She wasn’t too keen on the trapeze artists or other hand to eye coordination feats - and to be honest I was a little happy about that, I didn’t want her getting any grandiose ideas at home. She was, however, completely thrilled by the “Rage in the Cage” especially when he had to “spank” one of the tigers who wasn’t cooperating. She told me it was making a bad decision because it wanted to go to sleep. Sounds reasonable to me. When we left the circus she was completely covered in stickers given to her by her “friends” the clowns and wearing a happy, tired smile. My favorite part was when we were watching the elephants perform and she turned to me to plant a soggy wet kiss on me. (I have no idea what spurred it but I loved it!)

Poor Daddy had to stay at school as he was in Board Review all weekend. He is starting to feel the crunch - two more weeks until the infamous Part IV - the final part of his boards and the one that will enable him to practice! We try to regal him with our weekend adventures without making him completely jealous!

He did get somewhat of a reprieve when we got to hang out with some of his friends on their pontoon boat Saturday evening. Isabelle had a great time yelling at Chris and Gina’s dogs - so much so that Nikki, another friend on board commented, “Are most two year olds that bossy?” My highlight on that trip is when Isabelle told us she had to poop and Jason took her into the woods. I heard a little voice saying, “I’m pushing, Daddy, I’m pushing.” Followed by a laugh and her announcement, “Baybelle farted, Daddy.”

So I want to know if I am just hormonal or is it normal to bawl over kid’s movies? I got so teary-eyed over “Finding Nemo” that Isabelle was prompted to tell me, “It’s ok, Nemo’s daddy find him, Mommy.” I might not be so worried about that one since it is pretty emotional…you listen to Mr. Brooks talk about his gimpy finned son for a minute or two and see if you don’t get choked up! But I am worried since this is a trend, “Disney Tarzan,” Cinderella, The Robinsons….they all got me weepy! I am turning into an emotional wreck and over Disney movies! Somebody help me!


Isabelle, Catfish & Bailey - she's thinking about what she can get them to do.....
Isabelle and me - I am tickling her..notice one of the leftover clown stickers

Its a little blurry...but here is Daddy helping Isabelle poop in the woods - NATURE BABY!
The only time Isabelle is quiet or still...when she is sleeping....(ps. she has her finger in her bellybutton...some kids suck their thumbs...Isabelle puts her fingers in her bellybutton)
One of the few rides at the circus Isabelle could ride due to height restraints....I love this picture...
One of her "friends."
So these pics aren't in any order....another one of Isabelle on the boat - see that face? She is telling Catfish to "Get down, cathfish, get down."

I like this picture too...she is intent on the prancing pachaderms.

This is the clown that she almost brought to tears....she walked over to him and shook his hand...later she would hug his neck!