A barefoot baby on the shores of Lake MichiganIt's been a busy few weeks at the Hacienda and the lack of blog posts is proof of that. We've had lots of out-of-town visitors, gone to several sporting events and concerts, and had plenty of outside time with Tooner (when it's not rainy, that is). It's hard to believe Lily is 17 months old already. At her last doctor appointment two months ago, she had grown to 30.75 inches tall and almost 22 pounds. I can only guess what she's up to now, because she's growing like a weed! She's also up to ten chompers and a full, fluffy head of hair.
Bert is such a backseat driver.- Scrambled eggs, dips, green bean casserole, and popsicles...or whatever is on Mommy's plate
- Drinking water from Big People Cups
- Hangin' at the playground - climbing anything and everything
- The Katy Perry/Elmo video
- Saying the words hi, Daddy, Mammy! (usually said with an exclamation point), cat, dog, duck, Elmo, me, all done and uh-oh!
- Animals of any kind
- But especially dogs ("Dobbies!")
- Hats and sunglasses (and putting them on herself and cruising around the house in full attire)
- Belly buttons ("Beebos") (her own...and lifting up your shirt to find your's...you've been warned)
- Babies (she calls anyone under the age of about 12 a baby) and chasing after them
- Goodnight Moon
- Brushing her teeth ("Teef!")
DISLIKES- Not much, truth be told...
- Eating at restaurants that take a long time (are you our child?)
- When raisins get stuck at the bottom of the box
- Keeping her shoes on
Beaners at The Bean, which was actually named after her (don't try to do the math).
Mommy and Lily on "Mammie's Day."
When it hits 90 degrees, it's time to break out the watermelon balls. Holla.
She wastes no time bonding with the younger man.
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