I am gonna get you, sucka!

One of Lily's trademark features has been her general fearlessness. She lives to jump off of things. I remember watching her run full force at a 2' inflatable ball and jump face first without knowing which direction she would bounce off.

This week, we've veen terrified about things "getting us". Road work is being done on our street and there have been any number of dump trucks, back hoes, bull dozers, etc parked outside of our house. Every morning as we walk to the car, she gets nervous and says "No get me!, No get me!". She was actually scared of it.

Over the weekend, saw 3 deer in someones front yard, and stopped to watch. Again, she curled up and said "It no get me!". Really? Deer? I have seen "When Animals Attack" and even then, a deer attack was underwhelming. Deer are more dangerous when you hit them going 60MPH.

Maybe it's a phase, maybe she saw something TV. Either way, we are avoiding construction sites and petting zoos until further notice.

Are you ready?

Lily takes throwing a ball very seriously. Very. Seriously. She also has a new found love of coloring, which is exciting for me ('cause I like to color). Her early work, is very reminiscent of George Seurat, only more violent, and emotional (I am thinking a cross between the randomness of Jackson Pollack and yet the boldly colored, heavy strokes of Van Gogh. Yeah, think about that.) To the untrained eye, it might look as if she repeatedly tried to stab the paper with a crayon. She has matured a bit into scribbles and slashing lines. It's an evolving form.

Here are some pics of us at work.

In Other news, Lily has made friends! There are a few kids in her class at school that she likes to talk about. Also, when she arrives, there is a little girl that always runs up and gives Lily a hug. Sometimes she gives Carrie a hug, too. Lily doesn't care for that. Is this the beginning a real friendship? Will we have to hang out with this little girls parents? Will we like them? More importantly, will they like us? It's overwhelming. .


Here is a video of Lily and I playing "Are you ready?". You might recognize it as "Catch!"

Let's dance!

Lily really loves music, specifically, club music. The other day, iTunes played Lady Gaga's Bad Romance, and she dropped her baby, and ran full steam from the living room to the office. It's her jam. In addition to being a Lady Gagite, she likes a little Ke$ha, and she has just gotten into the Black Eyed Peas. She likes their new stuff. I think I have some trouble on my hands.

I also try to throw in some classics. Here is Lily dancing to a little Bob Dylan.

Hairband Headband!

Lily has gotten more involved in the decision making process, as it relates to her clothing. IN the mornings, she likes to throw a hissy fit, until we put last nights PJs on over top of her clothes. In the evening, she likes to put the clothes she wore that day, over top of her PJs. It just makes sense, when you think about it.

She recently started tolerating headbands, which I think are super cute. She has also started playing dress up and loves the accessories.

Here are some pics.

New Years Eve 2009

Lily spent New Year's Eve 2009 in true style a family wedding. She looked fabulous, and lucky for us, she did not feel the need to stay up and watch the ball drop. Honestly, neither did we!

Here are some pics from the wedding.

Merry Christmas, now make me a sandwhich!

Lily didn't quite have a full grasp of what is going on around her this Christmas, but she did figure out that wrapped gifts were likely for her, and they were likely to be awesome (or, as Lily would say "oh, cool!).

Lately, Lily has been very interested in play cooking and kitchens. For her big Christmas gift, we gave her a Fischer-Price Grow With Me kitchen, and everyone else loaded her up with wood and plastic groceries. She loves it. I have been offered, if not forced fed, felt pizza, hardwood hamburgers, and plastic broccoli many times. Mmmm, Mmmm, good!

One of her favorite kitchen accessories has been the Elmo Microwave. On Christmas morning, once she opened that gift, she wasn't really interested in anything else. In a true sign of our times, it has also become the primary way most of my fake dinners are cooked.

Lily was also given the gift of powered mobility in the form a Tinkerbell quad! At the moment, Lily doesn't have a good understanding of how to make it move or steer, but she knows it's hers, and that I am not supposed to ride it.

This year Santa channeled his inner FDR and brought Lily "a wooden chicken in her pot, and a Tinkerbell 4-wheeler in her garage."

Here are some pics from Christmas.