We just took Iz to breakfast!

Super cute is the norm with this gal!

Now that she isn't teething or fighting off a tummy bug, she is as happy as she is adorable.

Sleepy Girl on her way back to Sacramento

The Unabomber is loose in Santa Cruz

Roadtrip to the store! Iz hated it!

HAPPY FATHERS DAY

Roadtrippin!

Back to the scene of the crime. Again.

Shenanigans!

A baby kicking a table is not a screaming baby

Throughout breakfast, Iz slowly scooted her way down across her stroller until her tiny feets could reach the edge of the table. And then she began to kick it with extreme concentration.

Aha, we thought. She's learned to entertain her self quite well! She's happy and content!

So we finished our meal successfully and strolled out to the car, feeling quite pleased with ourselves.

And then discovered that she had dons the single biggest blowout of her entire life to date at the same time. It was everywhere - filled the diaper, all over her clothes, coated the inside of the stroller.

"I'm beginning to learn," Heidi said, "that there is no such thing as 'I brought too many baby clothes.'"