A Hurricane in Marbles

Today, our local children's museum, Marbles, held the opening of the Marbles Olympics and had Rod Brindamour there signing autographs for the kids. Joe really wanted to get Brindamour's autograph so we put on Lillian's Hurricane cheerleader outfit, gathered all our Hurricane junk and headed to the museum.

Lillian and I are usually there during the week so to see the crowd today was a bit much. As soon as we got in, we saw Stormy. Lillian was a bit hesitant at first so Joe had to hold her but then she warmed up and gave Stormy a hug:


After that Joe went and took his place in line while I followed Lillian around the play area. Joe called me when he was near the front of the line and asked me to bring Lillian over so it would look for legitimate (apparently the autographs were supposed to be just for the kids.) Lillian was not very happy that I tore her away from the glue in the craft area but we went.




There were a couple of cheerleaders that saw her and wanted to have a picture with her. Lillian was not into that and promptly fell onto the floor. Then one of the cheerleaders tried to grab her to pull her into them and Lillian started to cry. She does not like strange people (or even people she knows sometimes) trying to make her do something she does not want to. Eventually Joe held her and these are the two pictures we got:



We then took her upstairs for the Olympic displays and she quickly found her Olympic spirit on the gymnastics floor - does anyone else see a rhythm Olympic gymnast in the near future?

Why is my daughter the only one naked?

This is the question I get from Joe when I show him the pictures from our playgroup yesterday. Why - because she is Lillian, that's why.

Lillian got her dress wet playing at the water table and she DOES NOT LIKE wet clothes on her so the dress came off. Next she poured water on her panties so the panties had to come off. She was having a good time, I did not bother putting clothes on her. When it was time to go, she was so filthy with sand and watermelon juice, I just put a clean pair of panties on her and strapped her in the car.

Hopefully we will not have to ask this question when she is 13 and we go to pick her up from a party!

Meet Pinky the Poodle

Here is Lillian's backpack for using the big big potty in public. She has named him Pinky. She likes to cuddle with Pinky in the car and constantly tells him, "I love you little puppy puppy." She will wear it as a backpack form the car into a store but once inside a store, she is all, "Mommy you hold Pinky now."

She seems to use Pinky only to carry her snacks in and eat them in the car. So I have traded the big backpack (thank you Irma) for my sling backpack AND a pink poddle backpack.

hugging the red T*arget ball with Pinky

Waking up with her cup of coffee and Pinky

Outsmarted by a two year old

Part of our nightly bedtime routine ends with whipped cream. Let me explain:

Joe and I put Lillian to bed together. Right before we put her in the crib, we would do a family hug. One night she was not into it, so I said that I wanted a Lillian sandwich. Joe and I would hold lay Lillian down in our arms, we were the bread and Lillian was the sandwich stuffing. We would ask her what type of Lillian sandwich she wanted and then proceed to make it on her (she requested lots of peanut butter and jelly with all sorts of toppings like pickles, tomatoes, cheese, applesauce, etc.).

That lasted for a few weeks and then when that did not work anymore, we switched to Joe and I squirting whipped cream on her. Lillian got into that and would pretend to shake her own can of whipped cream and spray it on us. One night a few weeks ago, she was still playing this game in her crib and I said that we were out of whipped cream. Lillian looked at us and said, "I went to the store and just bought some." Joe and I just laughed knowing that this was just the start of her outsmarting us!

Little Miss Independent

We have been sitting Miss Lillian on the potty when she gets up in the morning. On Sunday, she went ALL BY HERSELF. No help pulling down her pajama shorts (she usually runs around with no panties in the morning), no help getting on the step stool, no help putting her potty seat on the toilet, no help sitting on the potty, no help wiping, no help getting down, no help flushing and no help pulling up her pajama shorts.

Joe had gotten her up that day and when he said it was time to potty, she told she would do it all by herself. She has done it a few more times since then but she seems to have some trouble with pulling her panties down.

And Lillian is finally using the big big potty (the regular potty) when we are out in public. I got tired of carrying around the travel folding potty seat so when she used the big potty on vacation, I used it as a bargaining chip. She liked a backpack she saw at a bookstore so I told her if she started using the big big potty, she could get a backpack. She did it for a week and she picked out her backpack last night and I ordered for her. The past two days , I have been able to leave the house with the small sling backpack that I love! Now if only bribery worked that easy for the pacifier!

Gone

is the diaper genie! Lillian now only uses diapers at night so there is really no sense keeping that thing in her room any longer!

Here is Lillian celebrating with some of mommy's high heels. I think she walks better in them then me!

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