Cut Lip

Dear Isabella,

Today you fell while you were running (yup, running!) and bit your top lip. You hardly cried so I didn't think you hit your face, but then you touched your mouth and there was blood. I panicked just a teeny bit but you handled yourself like a champ.

You are a very "determined" little girl. I put that in quotes because Grandma says you're determined - I say you're stubborn! At dinner, usually you won't let me feed you anymore. You insist on feeding yourself. Of course you get about 50% in your mouth and 50% on your arms, face, lap, tray, chair, cat...Poor Orange! You're still not very good at using a spoon. When you try to use a spoon, if you get any food in your mouth it's just a coincidence. But you are very, very "determined" and one day soon I know you'll get it right.

You are testing your boundaries every day and it's fun to watch your personality blossom. You're truly a toddler now, but I still call you my little baby, and I probably always will. I promise by the time you're a teenager I won't call you that in front of your friends.

You still talk to your Abuela in Mexico almost every week on Skype and you talk to Lolo and Lola (and Aunty Cayla) in Hilo on FaceTime sometimes. This has made you very interested in technology which we're still trying to hide from you.

We went to Barwick Playground at Punahou on Father's Day and you had fun running around and playing with leaves. You're still a little too little to be interested in the swings or see-saw or slide. But you're getting bigger and stronger and learning more and more every day!

Love,
Mommy