Wednesday, June 27, 2007

The love of foreign men

Lilly is in love - with FOUR men - from Australia. They go by the name of The Wiggles. Lilly has a couple of DVD's and CD's of theirs and it has become a routine for she and Daddy to watch the DVD's when he comes home from work while I finish getting dinner ready. Throughout the day, she will begin to sing one of their songs; usually Toot Toot Chugga Chugga Big Red Car or Rock-a- bye your Bear. The last couple of days, Daddy has put in a Wiggles DVD while waiting for Mommy to shower and get dressed.

We all were ready about the same time this morning and as the three of us walked past the living room into the kitchen to get Lilly her morning cup of BIG GIRL MILK, Lilly asked for The Wiggles (she calls them wizzes.) When we asked her if she wanted to watch The Wiggles, she ran over to the TV and started bouncing up and down. She even says their names when you point to each one and says hi to their special friends (she is a bit leery of Captain Feathersword) when they come on the screen.

I told her she was too young to be in love with anyone, much less FOUR men who live in Australia. As long as we can chaperon the time they spend together, we are not too worried. Hopefully she won't let the fact that she is a member of their fan club go to her head and starts getting ideas as how to get to the airport and stow away in someones luggage just to meet them.

Here is a video of her watching The Wiggles:


Tuesday, June 19, 2007

Her first three-syllable word

Lilly is adding new words to her vocabulary all the time. Her favorites right now are sneeze, cough, disor (dinosaur) and gee pig (guinea pig). At her bedtime story time tonight Lilly surprised us with the word butterfly. Now she has been saying a modified version of butterfly (byebyes) for awhile but tonight she said it all on her own. Of course I had to run and get the video camera and she actually repeated it:

Monday, June 18, 2007

Just Random Pictures

testing the merchandise at Pottery Barn

up from afternoon nap

bubble queen

in Grandma Nettie's Lily Garden

silliness with a washcloth

Saturday, June 16, 2007

Happy Father's Day

This one is just for Daddy:

minutes after being initiated into Daddyhood:



Two and a half weeks of Daddyhood:


Daddyhood at five months:
Eleven months into Daddyhood:


Daddyhood at 15 months:
Happy Father's Day!

Wednesday, June 6, 2007

Turn off the lights, bring out the popcorn.


Joe and I love nothing better than to spend the whole day watching movies. Of course that was in our pre-Lilly days when we had copious amounts of free time. But thanks to the Blockbuster home delivery system, we are still able to watch at least three movies a week once Lilly is down for the night!

I did not know that avid movie watching was genetic but Lilly is taking after her parents in that category. Well maybe not watching movies - she has only been to four movies - perhaps it's the fascination with technology that is genetic. If that is the case, she gets that from her daddy.

Here she is trying to put a disc into the DVD player. She has been tall enough for a while now to push the buttons but this was the first time she knew where the DVD goes. Luckily she does not know where her Wiggles CD's are kept; Lilly chose a very artistic, independent film for mommy and daddy to watch that night.


Sunday, June 3, 2007

Triangle Free Forum

Lilly's Daddy is a part of an online chat forum called the Triangle Free Forum. He uses Lilly's picture as his icon, so when the forum moderator began selling t-shirts with the logos of each of thread contributors on them, Lilly's picture ended up on the t-shirt. It's small so it's hard to see but Daddy knows it's her picture!



The drunk monkey poops

Daddy has taken to calling Lilly a little drunk monkey because of her wobbling walking. She was trying to stall her bath tonight by parading up and down the hall. Towards the end of the video, Lilly says "poop." We asked her if she pooped and she said no. I then interpreted her words as wanting to pull more clothes out of the dryer.

Much to our surprise as we took off her diaper to plop her into the bathtub, she had pooped. That's makes the second time in one day Lilly told us she had pooped her diaper!!
The video is a bit dark- the hall light was not turned on:


First Scrape

Lilly has officially been initiated into the world of toddler hood - she got her first skinned knee on Friday. She wanted to carry a box from the mailbox and kept falling on the driveway. She cried a bit and we went inside and cleaned it up. Daddy taught her to say "scrape" and Mommy kisses the scrape and says "all better." Now when we put ointment on the scrape, she points to it and says "Mommy kiss, all bet." This morning when I was putting the ointment on her, she grabbed the tube (it was closed) and proceeded to put ointment on her leg and mine!

Here she is pointing to the scrape:

Does this count as child labor?

Lilly still has a love of laundry. She knows both words, washer and dryer. When the washer is loaded and started, she shouts "bubbles" as she watches the bubbles from the detergent form. Actually she only said bubbles to the washer when I forgot to put the detergent in before the washer was started. She screamed "bubbles" and started to hit the window on the washer. That's when I realized there was no detergent in the washer and now every time we start the washer, the Lilly bubble chant begins. She is a very good laundress so if anyone wants some help, she is available. Lilly charges a nominal fee of a glass of milk and bananas!

Here she is helping Daddy with the laundry:

Friday, June 1, 2007

Snack Time

Lilly now understands the word snack and even says it. This is what happened the other day when her snack ran out:

Museum of Life and Science

While Grandma Peggy was visiting, we all went to the Museum of Life and Science. At the museum, there is a butterfly pavilion and we were there just in time for a butterfly release. Lilly enjoyed looking at the butterflies UNTIL one landed on her. When the butterfly started crawling up her arm, she was not a happy camper!


Riding the train:

Lilly's impression of a butterfly:


"nice, pat, pat, gentle"