I'mi is Two

Oops, it seems that two years ago, we gave our daughter a difficult name and now that she is talking, she can't pronounce it. Rather, she can't pronounce some parts of it. The "ee" sound of the first syllable comes out well, as does the final "mee". It's that "zoo" in between that seems to get lost. She doesn't seem to mind, she just calls herself "ee-mee"...


Craig and Jane, AKA Dad and Mom, Grandpa (Banpa) and Grandma (Banma), were here to visit for Izumi's birthday. The actual day wasn't so stellar. It was her third straight with a fever over 100, so I dragged her off to the doctor so they could tell me she had a virus and I should give her Tylenol and lots of fluids. Which was SO different that what I had been doing and well worth that co-pay... poor baby, it wasn't a great day for her, but we couldn't forego all celebration, so we stuck a TWO in her strawberry shortcake.


Several days later, we had her "real" party. Since I'm still recovering from Koji's party, we decided to invite two friends for her, Mari and Lily, and have them bring their families along and call it a party. Anywhere Elmo is, that's where the party is, right? Something like that...

I'mi isn't a baby anymore, though to look at her you might think she is, since she became extraordinarily attached to her "bah-bee" (pacifier) while she was sick these last few days. Argh! I mean, "Happy Birthday to You, Dear Izumi!" (new fave song...)