When Pop Pop was called in for surgery, Meme and Grandpa were more than happy to take care of Isabel while he was in ICU so that Jeff and I could help mom at Duke. We like to call her stay "Camp Meme." From what I can imagine, she got to do whatever she wanted. She had a stroll with Meme every morning and afternoon. She ate 'til her hearts content and ran wild with Grandpa. All in all, a great time.
I dropped Isabel off that week with two teeth. Since then, she is sprouting them like weeds. She has four on top now, making it a solid six teeth. Then she has four additional molars coming in. I mean, when it rains it pours!
She is also talking up a storm. Her current words are Uh oh, mama, dada, dog, Pop Pop, Grandpa, good girl, duck. She doesn't say them all the time, but we have heard them all said in context. Oh, and she did say Thank You one day too.
Izzy's crying from her nap, so I'll log back on to upload some cute
pictures.
