Growl Like a Monster, Pant Like a Dog

Each week brings new sounds. Last week Isabelle would growl like a monster all the time. I called her my demon child. It was hillarious when I was walking down the street with her in her sling, and she would hold her arms outstretched (for balance) and growl at everyone passing by. It was like Daughter of Frankenstein.

This week she pants like a dog. "Pant, pant, pant, pant, pant." I suppose she's getting ready to meet her dog, Isbre.

This week is also tongue week, as she figures out how much fun it is to stick out her tongue. She's taking after her dad there.