Trying on some clothes.... and Daddy's bicycle helmet. I think I look smashing.
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My name is Isabel. When I was a baby, my parents gave me the unfortunate nickname of "Isabelly." I've since moved on to other, more sophisticated monikers, but none of them have the necessary ring for a blog title.
I recently turned six. I am learning to swim, to read, and to play the violin. I like to tell my little sister Madeline Sophie, my dog Cleo, and my parents what to do on a regular basis. They don't listen much.
My favorite activities are reading stories, making ever more elaborate craft projects, "helping" around the house, and dressing up as a princess. I recently discovered the wonders of Barbie and lip gloss.
I am the Belly, and these are my Tales.
I recently turned six. I am learning to swim, to read, and to play the violin. I like to tell my little sister Madeline Sophie, my dog Cleo, and my parents what to do on a regular basis. They don't listen much.
My favorite activities are reading stories, making ever more elaborate craft projects, "helping" around the house, and dressing up as a princess. I recently discovered the wonders of Barbie and lip gloss.
I am the Belly, and these are my Tales.
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Favorite Princesses
- Cinderella
- Belle
- Sleeping Beauty
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1 comment:
You look at least like you are being smashed. Is that laughter or a grimmace?
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