The many looks of Iva...

Guest post by Mom: 

This baby. I mean, she's really not a baby anymore. She's a toddler, but she is still our baby. She is hilarious. And trouble. She is the definition of the statement "silence is golden unless you have a toddler and then silence is very very suspicious". It normally means unrolled toilet paper, crayon or pen somewhere you don't want it, every hair item emptied or put on, or an entire packet of gum being consumed. 

She has gotten very into putting on headbands and jewelry by herself...

The other day we did her first braid...she holds still so well. No.

And if it has buckles, Iva has buckled it. Almost to the point of an obsession. She loves backpacks and car seats and high chairs and watches. Luckily she can't undo them yet, but she is very good about not pinching herself. It's pretty impressive. My sisters have taken to picking up their backpacks or their child's car seat and laughing to themselves because they can tell that Iva has been there. Everything is buckled up all neat and tidy even if you don't want it to. She's a crack up.