the youngest

It's been nearly one week since I last saw my nieces and I'm totally going through withdrawals. They just make me SO happy. Even though they're probably the little culprits behind our week's sicky-icky fest, I wouldn't trade our time together for anything in the world.

I've told you all about Juliana so this post is all about the 15 month-old, Isabella. Her eyelashes are the envy of grown women everywhere and her smile can make the most serious of men melt. She's always hungry for new knowledge, has the focus of a hawk, and can't bear the feeling of being left out of anything fun. When she's not trying to keep up with her big sister she's off on her own buckling her high-chair belt and applauding her own success. She's a walking contradiction with her warm hugs and sudden high-pitched screams but she's learning to get out of her "me" bubble and welcome us all into her world. She's sweet, feisty, and everything in between. I love you Izzy.