Our life... through my camera phone

It's been quite awhile hasn't? I've been trying to stay away from the internet world {without much success}. I still read blogs but I've been trying to not waste hours upon hours like I used to. I wanted to work on being a more attentive parent. So this is what we've been up to the past few weeks as documented through my phone...





Lot's of silliness with our new favorite sunglasses. Walking all over the place. Oh yeah! I never mentioned she walks now! I can't even get an unblurry picture of her these days. Painting toe nails, her new favorite thing. She just won't sit still long enough for me to do all 10 and then I end up painting her foot. She brings me the nail polish though. Hiking in Moab, watching Troy cross the finish line for the Canyonlands Half Marathon {which he never even trained for but still managed a decent time...he's nuts!}. Making lots of messes, hair long enough for pig tails, and lots and lots of cuddling with dad with a sick Izzie. Darn Roseola!

I should really invest in a camera since apparently I am never going to find my trusty {and out dated} point and shoot any time soon. But if we're being honest my phone has more mega pixels than my camera. I know... totally pathetic. I'm cheap. What else can I say?

Just a few things I want to remember...
Izzie will pretty much only drink from a water bottle. She throws her sippy. She's a pro.
She plays peek-a-boo and {tries} to cover her eyes with her hands. They usually end up on the side of her face. She has the sweetest little voice that says "pee-do" while we play.
Izzie says "hi!" to strangers at the grocery story. I die from her cuteness every time.
She also says "wassat!" when she points at new things.
She high fives.
She ate 4 bowls of peas from the salad bar while we were in Moab.
She calls her blanket and her binky both "Bee!"
If she kisses Troy she almost always has to give me a kiss right after too.
She goes nuts when she sees a clementine. In fact, she ate 4 of them today...in a row.
In Moab after the race she kept wandering off trying to steal treats from all of the runners.
She is a bottomless pit.
She rests her little head on my shoulder when I carry her on my hip.

For reals... when did my little baby become a toddler who walks and talks and demands I feed her clementines???

Man oh man. I love this girl.