i think we all have a touch of "home self" versus "out in public self". you know what i'm talking about, don't you? take me for example. i walk around our house all day long with rubbie* in my hand, but i wouldn't dare go to church or stroll around the mall with it. (*i'm still working up the courage to share rubbie with you, internet readers.) and i love throwing on some jeans, tossing my hair in a ponytail, and hanging out around the house, but i would never think of going out in public looking like such a mess.
wait. that's how i've left my house almost every single day for the last five years. anyway, you get the picture.
well izzy has a "home personality" and an "out in public personality". when we leave our house, she changes from a bit of a goofball to little miss stoic. really, unless she's in a place where feels completely at home, you'll be hard-pressed to even get her to crack a smile. so lest any of you mistakenly think poor isabel doesn't have much of a fun side, here are a few photos i snapped of her this weekend.