Being a mommy.

Ysabella has decided that she quite likes being a mommy. She plays with her babies all the time. Bella's favourite doll (the one that she coloured all over her head with black crayon) is named 'baby Angela' (named after a friend's new daughter). Baby Angela has become a sad excuse for a doll, because with much love, comes much damage. She has no clothes, and is so badly marked by crayon that no other child could possibly love her except Ysabella.

Taking Baby Angela for a walk in her stroller on a warm fall day. I swear she walked up and down the driveway about a hundred times!

Reading her baby a story at bedtime. (That's papa's idea of a baby cradle. Great improvisation, if I do say so myself! When flipped the other way, it also doubles as Tidmouth Shed for Thomas and friends...)

As you may have noted over the last few years, Autumn is one of my favourite times to take photos of Ysabella. However, it's getting more difficult now that she can run away so far...and so fast. Little monkey. (For those of you on Facebook, you've seen these already.)





And here it is folks. Yep, we did it. We bought a minivan. A used minivan, but it's new to us! (Go ahead all you minivan haters, all of you people who swear you're never gonna own one! I hear the groans and grumbles already...) Are you finished? Good, because now I can say that I love, LoVe, LOVE IT!!! I love the oodles of space, I love how high it sits, I love the leather, I love the dual power sliding doors, I love the heated bum (I mean seat) warmers! I love everything about it!! (And let me just put it out there right now, that NO!, I'm not preggo.)
Isn't she purrrty?