From birth, the eyes of Isabelle were stunning black like her brother's. From her first eyes open, she offered thoughtful, long gazes and she charmed us with them. It was as if she deigned that we adore her! I love "sass" from the get-go. A newborn's trust and acceptance and complete vulnerability is a powerful message for the wizened, stuffy and cynical. Light reflects from dark eyes like stars and i was mesmerized by her as i am still awed by her brother.

I've worked with children most of my career, gave birth to one. Pretty babies don't surprise me but, objectivity does not appy here...my grandchildren are the most beautiful and handsome but i suppose every Nana sings that song!




i can see when sudden sadness washes over them. The joy they experience through discovery makes my heart pound. I adore the sponge that is their brain but their unrelenting trust and acceptance of the world around them (because they know so little about it and have such little, real power) is both a liability and a gift.