Friday, August 28, 2009

Family Portait

as drawn by Lillian:

from the left: daddy, Lillian and mommy

One cow, two best friends (wearing "fancy" shoes", bubbles and dancing. Oh my!

One of the local shopping areas holds a beach music concert on Thursday nights and last night was one of the last ones. We had gone a lot last year but had not made it out this year so Lillian and I decided to go.

Lillian got her picture taken with the cow again and we ran into our friend Lily and her family from playgroup - I do believe that Lillian and Lily are destined to be best friends for life. There were temporary tattoos, pinwheel and bubbles. And then the music started. It was very crowded so the girls ended up dancing near one of the alcohol tents!









"Big Girl" Gym Class

Today was Lillian's first day of "big girl" gym class. The class where the children go in only with the instructor, not the parent like she did last year. When she heard me register her for the class and I told her that the mommies and daddies aren't allowed to go in the gym with the children, she promptly fell to the floor and went on a 15 minute tirade about how she was not going to go and she would miss me too much to go. I explained that I would be watching her through the large window in the lobby but that did not seem to appease her.

So this morning came and she still wasn't too sure about it but I said she had to try it a few times and that if she did not like it, we could stop going (the gym offers a 30 day money back policy.) Lillian put on her new purple outfit and off we went. When we arrived and got out of the car she asked if I would give her a "kissing hand" before class and I said sure. We got inside and I gave her the "kissing hand" and luckily we spotted a girl who was in her class last year.

on our way out the door


Then it was time to go inside the gym. Miss Gerry called the girls in and Lillian went with a bit a hesitation. Once inside she looked back at me, stuck her tongue out and rain with the other girls. All throughout the 45 minute class, Lillian would look at me and either wave or blow me a kiss; I guess to make sure I was still out there waiting for her.

She listened and followed directions and even did some activities by herself that she refused to do when I was with her. She lined up at the end of class and collected her coloring sheet and sticker and bounded out to the lobby with a huge smile on her face. She said, "I wasn't even worried or nervous!"







I was and am behind excited for her. This is such a HUGE step for her and she did great. I guess I underestimated her. She may not have cried at gym today but I sure did!

Friday, August 21, 2009

Monday, August 10, 2009

Beauty Shop of Horrors

As I was tucking Lillian into bed tonight, she started playing princess beauty shop. She had an old sparkly shirt of mine and draped that around my neck. She then applied some forehead spray, eye spray ans lipstick to my face. She brushed the hair off my face and then said these haunting words, "Now I am just going to split your chin a little bit and hold still while the blood drips down. OK good. No blood on the glitter. All right, your chin is back on in two pieces. You look wonderful!"

I'm not really sure where she came up with that twist in a relatively harmless game. We did look at a Halloween catalog this afternoon. And we have checked out several books about Halloween already. Regardless, I thinks it's best that everyone stay away from this particular beauty shop.

Wednesday, August 5, 2009

Dancing Queen

Here is Lillian dancing to B*yonce's All the Single Ladies. She is watching the video and trying to copy what the dancers are doing.

Ignore the mess - it was craft time right before the video was shot.
Oh and ignore the flashes of nakedness also!

Tuesday, August 4, 2009

Reading and Writing

One of Lillian's favorite things right now is to write notes and letters. Her writing is just a bunch of lines and scribbles but in her mind she has actually written sentences. It is very cute and all UNTIL she hands you the note and tells you to read it.

As any rational person might do, I think about what we had been doing/talking about before she started writing and go with the assumption that that is what the note is about. But it never is. I begins and she says, "No that's not what it says. Read again." I ask if she could help me out a bit and she refuses. So begins an exchange of me trying to think of what she has written and Lillian chastising me. And by the way she looks at me during this, I'm sure she is wondering just how dumb I am that I can't read her writing.