Tuesday, July 23, 2013

A Belated Birthday Letter

I remembered today that I had a blog once... well, technically I still "have" a blog but it sure hasn't seen much action in the last year or so. I went to the web address and promptly cringed when I saw that my last post was Isabelle's 2nd birthday letter. (She is now 3 1/2.) So I will post her 3rd birthday letter here, which was written back on 2/20/13 but has just been stored here in the privacy of my Macbook. Once again, I will attempt to post more regularly for those family members and friends who keep tabs on us from a distance. There is much to catch up on!

Dearest Isabelle,

Today you are three. You are so very, very three. In the past year I have seen you grow in so many ways, and you are still the same intelligent, kind, independent, and funny girl that you were a year ago, but each of these qualities has been amplified and deepened in the last twelve months. First, your empathy: you have a tender heart, Izzy. Yes, you are a spit-fire and an amazingly independent little girl, but at your core, you have such a wonderfully tender heart. I see it every day in the way you care for your friends (Foxy, Pinkbaby, Honey), the way you interact with Daddy and I (more hugs and “I love you”’s than we can count each day), the manners you use to other people, and now, the way you treat your baby brother, with such love and care. This year you have begun to develop empathy for others, and you earnestly desire to understand how others feel- your friends, family, and even characters in your books. The other night while reading the story of Jesus’ crucifixion, you said “I wish I could be in the story to tell the soldiers not to hurt Jesus.” I wish you could, too, Izzy. Your heart for justice and love for others is awesomely powerful. I love seeing this quality deepen in you with each day, sweet girl.

Right alongside this tenderness and kindness that is innate to you, Isabelle, is a fiery and passionate independence and, at times, stubbornness. This will serve you well in your life, Bean. Although you and I have our ‘moments,’ I so admire your independence. Even when something is difficult, you don’t let it stop you from trying all by yourself until you figure it out! Whether you are making a ‘craft’ for someone, doing a new puzzle, or choosing your outfit, there is rarely an instance where you can’t make up your mind, and woe to anybody who tries to get in your way! ☺ Day by day, you are learning how to use this quality to be a mover and a shaker in the best way, and it is awesome to watch. Never let go of your fervor for life and for learning, Iz. It is a wonderful quality that God has given you.

Your intelligence: WOW, have you learned a lot this last year! You now count to twenty instead of ten (and really, who needs thirteen and fifteen?), you ask intuitive and complex questions when we read books, both about vocabulary (“what does ‘in spite of’ mean, Mommy?”) and content, you notice so many details in your surroundings, and you have learned how to play games like CandyLand and Dr. Seuss Memory. The books you pick out at the library are no longer baby or even toddler books, but rather, storybooks with wonderful characters and plots such as Horton Hears a Who, Alexander and the Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day, and The Berenstain Bears books. One of my favorite things about this year has been watching your imagination take off. This past weekend, when Neema, Bobby, and Uncle John were here for your birthday, you and Bobby played “firefighters” for a solid twenty minutes in their hotel room. With only a pillow as a ‘ladder,’ you and Bobby rescued about a dozen animals out of trees, and drove the fire truck (you were the horn-honker) all over the state of Colorado. I loved watching you pull up your pretend fire boots and put on your pretend fire helmet.

Isabelle- I can say without a doubt that you are the funniest two-year old that I have ever had the privilege of being around. You make Daddy and I laugh every day with your questions, stories, songs, and dances. You and Daddy have a lot of dance parties these days- your favorite dancing song is “Some Nights” by the band FUN, and the moves you come up with, well, let’s just say they rival Michael Jackson. Some of my favorites are your ‘potty dance’ (fast feet), your kicks, and your creeping dance. The things that come out of your mouth also have us rolling on the floor. Just last night you told me the bumblebee on your ‘night undies’ needs to go in the back so he won’t sting you.’ Hahaha. . . There is never a dull moment with you around, Izzy- whether you are striking a silly pose, singing verse two of Jingle Bells at breakneck speed, or giving us pokes ‘to keep us healfy,’ we have so much fun just spending time with you.

Some other random milestones from this past year: - potty training (many months ago. . .you are a champ!) - learning to say your S’s (with a lisp, but awfully cute!) - taking ballet for several months - learning how to cut with scissors - getting your first real haircut in January 2013

This year has been a busy one, with you completing the transition from toddler to little girl who is ready for preschool in a few short months, and, just one month ago, becoming a big sister. Our family dynamic is changing now with Daniel coming into the world, as well as our puppy Sasha who joined our home in December. We have a busy and full house, and you have taken the changes in stride. I expected the typical big-sibling jealousy to rear its head, Izzy- it almost always does when a new baby comes into a family- but from the moment you found out that “NewBaby” was going to join our family (at about 20 weeks of pregnancy), you have shown nothing but excitement and love for Daniel Miles Loewen. The role of big sister fits you perfectly, as you are by nature both a teacher and a caregiver. Treasure your brother, Isabelle- he will be your oldest and dearest friend, as Uncle John is to me. I think siblings are one of God’s greatest gifts to us. Daniel is beyond blessed to have you as his big sister and protector.

Oh, beautiful girl, you are more of a blessing to our family and to me than you will ever know. I love you and treasure you beyond words, and I thank God every single day that He put you in our family, and chose me to be your mom. I will always and forever cheer you on, Isabelle, as you continue to grow and find your way in this world, making it a better place as you go.

I love you beaucoup, Bean.

Wednesday, June 13, 2012

The Doughnut Store

An anecdote from this morning... Izzy: I'm going to some stores with baby in the stroller, Mommy. Mommy: Okay. What stores are you going to today? Izzy: Whole Foods, King Soopers, a new Safeway, and a doughnut store. Mommy: A doughnut store? Izzy: Yep. A doughnut store named Church.

Thursday, May 24, 2012

Big news

It was a milestone weekend, one for which I can take no credit! Izzy decided on Saturday morning that it was time to potty-train herself. When she woke up, she pattered out of her room and into ours and declared "MommyIneedtogopottyrightnow!" Who am I to argue? After we whipped off her jammies and diaper, she sat right down on her potty seat and proceeded to pee a fairly impressive amount. Since that morning (5 days ago), she hasn't really had an "accident" to speak of. There have been a couple of pre-pee dribbles that have necessitated a change of undies, but for the most part, this girl is a CHAMP when it comes to doing pee and poopers on her potty. We have a portable, foldable potty seat that we bring along everywhere now, along with a ziplock of fresh pants and undies... just in case. So while it is a bit more inconvenient to find potties on the spot wherever we may be, she is doing an awesome job of telling me each time she needs to go, and holding it until we find a nearby bathroom. And the payoff of not having to change diapers is so worth it. So far, we have continued to put her in diapers for naptime and overnight, but I think her diaper has been dry when she woke up every time except for one morning. So who knows- maybe next week Mom will get up the guts to have her sleep in undies, too. What's the worst that can happen? More laundry? Bring it on. Anyhoo, we are so very proud of our girl. Growing up before our eyes, I tell ya. And before I get too mushy or nostalgic, let me say that one of the highlights of this milestone is NOT BUYING ANY MORE DIAPERS!!!! YESSSSSSSSS. Oh, and as a little post-script, I would like to note that Izzy's favorite game right now is making food for her stuffed friends and protecting them from cookie monsters. For example, I frequently overhear variations on the following conversation: "Would you yike an egg and pepperopi, Pancake? Here is a plate woh you. Don't worry, I will keep you safe wom a monster. I yah you (I love you). " I think it's safe to state that I could not be more charmed. -c

Sunday, February 19, 2012

A Party to Remember!

We have had an amazing celebratory weekend for Izzy and Reg's birthday (Izzy on the 19th and Reg on the 20th)! On Friday, my mom, Bob, John, and Patrick ("Dodo") flew in from Michigan, and Wes and Lou rolled in about midnight from Kansas City. Yesterday (Saturday) we had Izzy's birthday party, which included about 15 of our closest friends and family. What a wonderful memory-- our girl is so very loved. These days we are all about Elmo and Big Bird, so we went with a Sesame Street theme, and I ventured into the land of (cup)cake decorating. It was a fun project and the cupcakes turned out way better than I expected. Izzy did fairly well with so many people here, but was a bit overwhelmed by it all. Thankfully she had her 2-year old buddy, Wrenna, to share in the joy of opening gifts and eating goldfish...

We laid low for dinner last night, hanging here at the house with family and Abby from Denver-- who definitely qualifies as family. :) This morning we went to church and enjoyed a birthday lunch to celebrate Reg and Izzy's birthday, as well as Mom and Bob's first anniversary! Goodbyes always stink, but it's been an unbelievable super weekend and we feel so blessed. I'll keep it short and sweet so I don't get overly sentimental or teary, but I can't say enough about the last 48 hours, and the beloved people with whom we got to celebrate.










Happy birthday to you...

Dearest Isabelle Grace,

Two years ago, I was staring into the most beautiful eyes I have seen. The most perfect fit in the crook of my arm. The softest skin I have ever felt. The smallest toenails I have witnessed. The strongest love I have experienced. Oh, dear girl, you came into our life and we had no idea just how amazing this thing called parenting would be.



Today you are two. You still have the most beautiful eyes I have ever seen, but now they take in everything that happens around you, and look upon others with love. You are 35 inches tall, but you are still the most perfect fit in my arms. Your skin is still the softest, but now it boasts a few little scars that tell of your adventures thus far.



Your toenails are getting bigger. You have glorious curly, golden hair that, when wet, reaches down past your shoulder blades. You give hugs and kisses without reservation. You sing the ABC's (the "AB's") all by yourself and say words like stegosaurus (tay-go-do-dah) and guacamole (gah-co-mo-wee). You make up songs about your world. You pray for your family, friends, and animals. You speak in sentences. You say "I love you" to people, in words and sign language. You know your numbers up to ten. You go nowhere without your beloved BoKitty and PancakeDoggy.



Your favorite foods are grapes, broccoli, and chocolate chips. You compare things (i.e. "Wolfie is black like Pancake"). You are so very spirited. You tell us your whole name ("Idee-bay-oh Day Do-Dah"). Your smile can light up the cloudiest, darkest day. Your giggles sound like angels. You bring us more joy than we knew was possible, and to us, it is a glimpse of heaven. And the love-- oh the love-- without a doubt, is still the strongest I have experienced.



Thank you for the joy you bring, Sweet girl. God's love is reflected in your eyes and your spirit every day, and we cannot imagine a moment without you. We love you so very much, Izzy, and could not be prouder to be your parents.

Love,
Mommy & Daddy

Sunday, July 17, 2011

Michiganders in FoCo

It's been a big week for the Loewens! G-Ma and Baba (that would be my mom and her husband, Bob) came to visit! We had a great time during the 4 days they were here, even though I had to work 2 of the days. They were good sports and met up with us during our work day on two different field trips! And with three kids under three, I appreciated the extra sets of hands! We spent our evenings at the hotel swimming and eating, and then on Saturday, we all (including Reg!) headed up to Estes Park and Rocky Mountain National Park. It was a wonderful trip, and included live music, picnics, swimming, hiking, shopping, playing, reading, and of course, plenty-o-eating. Hooray!


G-Ma and Izzy watching as Bob mysteriously disappeared into the indoor part of the swimming pool! Where did he GO?!


Kicking, kicking...


Isabelle's first experience with a french fry and ketchup was a raving success.... like mother, like daughter.


The girl was equally delighted with her first taste of blackberry frozen yogurt!


Hiking in RMNP... nice view from up there!


Throwing rocks into the lake with Daddy!


Finding letters in the store names on the main drag in Estes Park.


Silliness at the Cherry Store on the way back from Estes Park.

We all had a great time and hope G-Ma and Baba will come visit again soon!

Wednesday, June 8, 2011

Bappa, Lulu, and Uncle Ethan

We had a wonderfully full house over Memorial Day Weekend! Reg's family, Wes, Lou & Ethan came to visit, and Reg's cousin Kyle also spent two nights here, as he had a weekend class here in Ft. Collins. We were pretty cozy, but had a grand time all together! Here are some highlights:

Showing Grandma Lou ("Lulu") and Grandpa Wes ("Bappa") all of the family pics on the fridge:



Snuggling with Uncle Ethan:



Exploring with Grandma Lou:



Going for an exhausting hike on Daddy's back:



And just generally delighting in the warmth that comes from being with family:



Hooray for long weekends! (And relatives who don't mind long roadtrips that shorten the long weekends!)

**Also, pics are courtesy of my awesome father-in-law, as I went camera-less for the weekend. Thanks Wes!**