New Year's Eve night we were home bound as we do not have anyone we can leave Isabelle with...which isn't totally fair because neither Roger nor I are big New Year's Eve people. Isabelle gives us the perfect excuse to stay in.

So with that Roger decided that our new annual celebration would be a spaghetti and meatball night. With that in mind, we had to get Isabelle up to speed on her spaghetti sucking skills...here are the results:

When I was pregnant I was convinced I was having a boy. I don't think I ever thought about having a girl. Girls are just a little scary and kind of high maintenance so it was just never an option. Clearly, God had other plans for us...and thank goodness!

Suddenly we have this overwhelming thing for pink. If we don't have it in pink, Isabelle wants it in pink. Pink chairs, pink clothes, pink presents, pink phone, pink sunglasses and pink milk! It's crazy...but secretly ... I LOVE IT! It has softened Roger and me, and we have loved watching our little fairy dress up and make the silliest of requests.