Tonight I went to the General Relief Society conference at the Stake Center. Our Stake President spoke to us at 5:30 then we watched the broadcast at 6. I wore my skirt with a long sleeve white shirt and brown undershirt. (This becomes somewhat relevant.) I knew Isabela would get hungry so I brought her bottle. About 5:40 she starts fussing so in 2 seconds, out came the bottle to divert attention away from us. Success! She downed that thing.
While she is eating I hear the little rumbles. It is 5:52. Great! Now I have to change a poopy diaper. There is just a little left in the bottle. I figure I will let her finish eating and then President would be done talking and I could leave right before the broadcast started. But oh man did she smell BAD!
I moved the blanket a little off us. It was everywhere! Isa had on her onsie and a dress over top. It was down her legs, up to her chest, and all over my white shirt. Crap! There is no way I was going to sit there for 5 more minutes until President got done talking. I covered us with the blanket and out the door we went. To the jeep, strip the baby, wipe her whole body down, soak my shirt...and we were outta there.
We drove home (quickly, but no speeding, even with poop all down the front of me). I shut off the car, grabbed the baby, and ran to the house (we were hurrying to get back to conference). I swing open the back door, then I hear this noise. I looked up and jumped so high I spooked Isabela. In my garden, no more than 20 feet away, there were 3 bucks! They were staring straight at me. I ran downstairs, set down the baby, grabbed the camera, and snapped some photos outside... with pooh on my shirt.
At least someone is making good of my garden. We got cleaned up, changed into another brown undershirt and short-sleeve white shirt, and returned to conference. I don't think anyone had any idea about our escapade.
Daddy and Isabela... this is what Daddy looks like after he is stuffed with turkey on Thanksgiving. I think it is naptime.
Aunt Kimmy & Izzy
Izzy sleeping on Uncle Bill with her most favorite bunny!
Izzy with her daddy! She was definitely the life of the party.
What a good wife... making your husband happy on his birthday :)
Grandpa and Grandma with Isabela.
I know I will regret saying this, but I cannot wait until Isabela can stand/walk on her own.
Isabela is using her toy to hold her binkie in her mouth while she chews on it. Over 3 months of teething, chewing on everything, and not one tooth has broken through yet. We can see that they are close, though.
And with that smile, she gets whatever she wants.
Seneca holding little Brooklyn Stoddard.
Brooklyn's big sis, Sydnee.
Dan and Mindee, proud parents of Syd and new twin babies, Jayden & Brooklyn. They were born July 11th.
Papi Stoddard & Brandon feeding the twins.
Tom & Jayden
Playing with the ever-so-content Isabela.
Renee came to visit. She had a lot of fun... but I don't know how Isabela felt about that.
And Beth, Renee's MTC comp, came to play... Izzy seemed to really enjoy that :)
And at our BBQ with some high school friends, Isabela played really well with Brooklyn, Shaun Elegante's little girl. Brooklyn is 9 months old and Izzy is almost 5 mo. in this picture. Brooklyn kept stroking Izzy's face. She was really cute!
