
Let's see, four weeks to catch up on. Well, about 28 days ago, we headed over to Mike and Heather's. Our kids and their kids are starting to be friends. It still takes Isabelle a little while to warm up to people, but after less then an hour or so, she starts running and screaming like they've been playing all day. David, the explorer, keeps us busy at all times. There was an added bonus with this visit, as Paul, Amy, and Haley were also visiting. It was the first time we got to see Haley, who is just as cute as could be, and we haven't seen Paul and Amy for months and months. The little girls got to play after a little while, and the boys were, well, boys. Collin ate and slept, and so did David. But David also has a little adventure time, enjoying the sound of a fine wine bottle hitting the floor. That kid is so quick when he spys the opportunity to run away and get into something. I swear, I put him down to hand something to Isabelle, then, BOOM! He's in the other room pulling bottles out of a rack and watching them roll on the floor.
The following weekend was Thanksgiving. We had a really nice dinner at home this year. Don't worry about that face Isabelle is making, she was in the middle of saying, "look at all the food!", and the camera just got a strange expression.


We did get to see most of my family the weekend after Thanksgiving though.

We all met at a half way spot for lunch, which happens to be a Japanese buffet, so there is enough of a lot for everyone. I know, Japanese for a Thanksgiving meal? Sure.

In other news, David's getting closer to talking. He is starting to say syllables, but no words yet. And he doesn't really have the correct enunciation yet, but then again, neither do I half the time. He says, "Hi," but it sounds more like 'Heh'. And "Hello" sounds more like "Heauw." I'm still waiting on Daddy or Mommy. Of course, Isabelle's first word was nothing as endearing, but just as memorable:
"Uh-Oh"
Isabelle continues to make us laugh. The other night I walked into the living room, which had just about every book they have strewn about on the floor.

To which she replied, "Yes, SomeBODY did!"
She also has developed her own unique potty humor by singing her version of the "Farmer in the Dell." On Isabelle's farm, the child take a pee and the Farmer takes a poop. Hi-Ho the Dario!!!