tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27892969281348583802024-03-13T13:08:57.013-05:00A Day in the Life of A Baby...The first year of my daughter's life, from her POVSamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06710952343278124124noreply@blogger.comBlogger55125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2789296928134858380.post-35811842011846478312007-10-14T11:50:00.000-05:002007-10-15T03:45:21.078-05:00My Birthday Party!Well, it's been a heck of a year! This will be my last post in this blog. I'll start a new one with Mommy for my toddler years tomorrow, which is appropriate, since I am walking now. I'm ending my first year with 6 teeth, an 8 word vocabulary (Mama/Mom, Dada/Daddy/Dad, Hi, Cat, That/Dat, Yeah, No and Grandma), walking, nursing, learning parts of the body and wearing 12-18 month and 2T clothes.<br /><br />My birthday party was so great! I had a lot of fun and I loved all my presents and a lot of my cards, too! I daintily ate my cake, much to Mommy's surprise and almost kept my dress clean (the park was just too dirty with my crawling to manage it!). All my kid friends came (except my cousins) and most of my adult friends were there. It was too bad my family from California couldn't have been here, but that's something I'm used to!<br /><br />Anyway, Mommy made a slideshow, so you can feel like you were there! (it's big, so it may take a few minutes to load)<br /><br /><a href="http://myspacetv.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=vids.individual&videoid=20113504">Lilly's First Birthday Party</a><br /><embed src="http://lads.myspace.com/videos/vplayer.swf" flashvars="m=20113504&v=2&type=video" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="346" width="430"></embed><br /><a href="http://myspacetv.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=vids.addToProfileConfirm&videoid=20113504&title=Lilly%27s%20First%20Birthday%20Party">Add to My Profile</a> | <a href="http://myspacetv.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=vids.home">More Videos</a>Samhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06710952343278124124noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2789296928134858380.post-68798712396099204572007-10-13T23:28:00.000-05:002007-10-15T01:59:28.507-05:00I went to a birthday party!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_un9QQos78zE/RxMKe7CxKKI/AAAAAAAAAMA/NZ2o8XM-nOs/s1600-h/Mariahs_Birthday_Party_07+%284%29.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_un9QQos78zE/RxMKe7CxKKI/AAAAAAAAAMA/NZ2o8XM-nOs/s200/Mariahs_Birthday_Party_07+%284%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121448727612041378" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_un9QQos78zE/RxMKfbCxKLI/AAAAAAAAAMI/7TUoa1jj6ds/s1600-h/Mariahs_Birthday_Party_07+%2815%29.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_un9QQos78zE/RxMKfbCxKLI/AAAAAAAAAMI/7TUoa1jj6ds/s200/Mariahs_Birthday_Party_07+%2815%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121448736201975986" border="0" /></a><br />I went to Mariah's birthday party today. It was fun, except the pinata. That was SCARY! They decapitated that poor paper donkey! And then, they busted its head open! I cried both times. Mommy showed me it wasn't real, but it was still scary! Apparently, I'm having a birthday party myself, tomorrow. Well, as long as there's no pinatas, that's fine!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_un9QQos78zE/RxMKf7CxKMI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/gXQfPSFN40c/s1600-h/Mariahs_Birthday_Party_07+%2816%29.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_un9QQos78zE/RxMKf7CxKMI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/gXQfPSFN40c/s200/Mariahs_Birthday_Party_07+%2816%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121448744791910594" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_un9QQos78zE/RxMKgbCxKNI/AAAAAAAAAMY/weXejISkBWA/s1600-h/Mariahs_Birthday_Party_07+%2817%29.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_un9QQos78zE/RxMKgbCxKNI/AAAAAAAAAMY/weXejISkBWA/s200/Mariahs_Birthday_Party_07+%2817%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121448753381845202" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_un9QQos78zE/RxMKg7CxKOI/AAAAAAAAAMg/FK8wEjQL4dc/s1600-h/Mariahs_Birthday_Party_07+%2824%29.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_un9QQos78zE/RxMKg7CxKOI/AAAAAAAAAMg/FK8wEjQL4dc/s200/Mariahs_Birthday_Party_07+%2824%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121448761971779810" border="0" /></a>Samhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06710952343278124124noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2789296928134858380.post-69653525330879195702007-10-09T23:07:00.000-05:002007-10-10T00:12:30.247-05:00The last month of my first year is almost over!This post is to celebrate me in pictures! Since this blog is coming to an end, I'm going to show you lots of pictures from the last month. My days are spent hanging out with Mommy and playing, sometimes with my friends, like Nicky and Zeke. I'm learning to walk and I can get several steps in before I fall now! I like to ask questions, even if I don't have the words for them yet and I get frustrated when I can't talk Mommy out of a 'no.' I'm becoming a little toddler now and my whole world and life is changing with it. I can (and do) ask for my teething tablets when I hurt; I'm still nursing strong and have no plans to stop anytime in the future. Mommy keeps asking me if I want a little brother or sister and I'm not sure what that means. I'd like to take my cousins home with me, though! I currently have an obsession with purses and bracelets and still a little with shoes--I'm very much a little girl! But I also like my transformers and balls (and I'll hoarde all the balls to myself!), so I'm pretty well rounded.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_un9QQos78zE/RwxVv7CxJ7I/AAAAAAAAAKI/_xvOFx8Qg-s/s1600-h/9_22_07+%282%29.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_un9QQos78zE/RwxVv7CxJ7I/AAAAAAAAAKI/_xvOFx8Qg-s/s320/9_22_07+%282%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119561158204925874" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_un9QQos78zE/RwxdU7CxKGI/AAAAAAAAALg/Fa21qr_foH8/s1600-h/kunoichi.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_un9QQos78zE/RwxdU7CxKGI/AAAAAAAAALg/Fa21qr_foH8/s320/kunoichi.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119569490441480290" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" 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href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_un9QQos78zE/RwxVxbCxJ8I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/INkXpicW-CQ/s1600-h/9_22_07+%283%29.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_un9QQos78zE/RwxVxbCxJ8I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/INkXpicW-CQ/s320/9_22_07+%283%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119561183974729666" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_un9QQos78zE/RwxUJrCxJ1I/AAAAAAAAAJY/X6JfD8EupAM/s1600-h/9_16_07.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_un9QQos78zE/RwxUJrCxJ1I/AAAAAAAAAJY/X6JfD8EupAM/s320/9_16_07.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119559401563301714" border="0" /></a>Samhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06710952343278124124noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2789296928134858380.post-19179121982248613492007-10-06T23:00:00.000-05:002007-10-06T23:05:06.721-05:00Walk, walk, walk!Ugh, today wasn't a great day for the most part. Sure, I had lots of fun, but I got soooo tired and Mommy kept trying to put me down for a nap and I didn't want to take one! But instead of playing with me, she made me play by myself until I finally gave up and fell asleep on Daddy when he woke up from his nap. But sleeping is BORING! Anyway, it's been better since I woke up, I don't feel as cranky! In fact, I've been practicing walking! LOTS! I even managed to walk and turn and keep walking. Yay, me! Mommy says that if I keep it up, I'll be able to walk like a big girl in no time. But until then, it's no problem to just go from walk to crawl whenever I need to!<br /><br /><a href="http://myspacetv.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=vids.individual&videoid=19575354">Lilly Walks!</a><br /><embed src="http://lads.myspace.com/videos/vplayer.swf" flashvars="m=19575354&v=2&type=video" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="346" width="430"></embed><br /><a href="http://myspacetv.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=vids.addToProfileConfirm&videoid=19575354&title=Lilly%20Walks%21">Add to My Profile</a> | <a href="http://myspacetv.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=vids.home">More Videos</a>Samhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06710952343278124124noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2789296928134858380.post-9553555184820003812007-10-01T15:12:00.000-05:002007-10-01T15:26:23.349-05:00I like to push it, yeah, to push it!If it's a chair, a cart (or anything on wheels) and I can get it to move, I love to push it! Here's a video of me pushing a cart at the store:<br /><br /><a href="http://myspacetv.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=vids.individual&videoid=19243997">My little helper</a><br><embed src="http://lads.myspace.com/videos/vplayer.swf" flashvars="m=19243997&v=2&type=video" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="430" height="346"></embed><br><a href="http://myspacetv.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=vids.addToProfileConfirm&videoid=19243997&title=My little helper">Add to My Profile</a> | <a href="http://myspacetv.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=vids.home">More Videos</a>Samhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06710952343278124124noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2789296928134858380.post-89805214081938741522007-09-30T03:44:00.001-05:002007-09-30T03:44:54.854-05:00My Mommy Wears Me<table style="border-collapse: collapse;"><tbody><tr><td colspan="2"><embed src="http://apps.rockyou.com/rockyou.swf?instanceid=85713981&ver=102906" quality="high" salign="lt" wmode="transparent" name="rockyou" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" height="375" width="500"></embed></td></tr><tr><td style="padding: 1px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-size: 0px; opacity: 0.6;" align="left"><img src="http://apps.rockyou.com/dot.gif?w=SS&d=16B4F&c=1&id=85713981&=.gif" /><a target="_BLANK" href="http://www.rockyou.com/?type=slideshow&refid=85713981"><img style="border: 0px none ;" src="http://apps.rockyou.com/images/tail_logo.gif" /></a></td><td style="padding: 1px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-size: 0px; opacity: 0.6;" align="right"><a style="padding-right: 0px;" target="_BLANK" href="http://www.rockyou.com/slideshow_create.php?refid=85713981&source=cyo"><img style="border: 0px none ;" src="http://apps.rockyou.com/images/tail_create.gif" /></a><a style="padding-right: 0px;" target="_BLANK" href="http://www.rockyou.com/show_my_gallery.php?instanceid=85713981"><img style="border: 0px none ;" src="http://apps.rockyou.com/images/tail_view.gif" /></a><a style="padding-right: 0px;" target="_BLANK" href="http://www.rockyou.com/slideshow-viewplaylist.php?instanceid=85713981"><img style="border: 0px none ;" src="http://apps.rockyou.com/images/tail_playlist.gif" /></a></td></tr></tbody></table>Samhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06710952343278124124noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2789296928134858380.post-32534788316629405472007-09-26T21:28:00.000-05:002007-09-27T00:36:12.588-05:00Not another of these blasted things!<img src="http://img218.imageshack.us/img218/6715/039kj1.jpg" /><br /><br />Bah! That makes six of these sharp nuisances to break through my tender gums. I was so cranky today, nothing but nursing made me happy and half the time, THAT wasn't enough! Mommy was annoyed that I woke her up every hour this morning, but I was soooo sore! Besides, she didn't complain, she just knew what to do. I just heard her whining to Daddy later. Well, she understood when she found the tooth this evening.<br /><br />Oh, and also, I've added a few new words to my vocabulary this past month. I've learned to say "yeah", "what", "dat" (that), and "'at" (Brat/Cat--I've said both, but often shorten it to just 'at).Samhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06710952343278124124noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2789296928134858380.post-9645242288252874122007-09-21T15:20:00.000-05:002007-10-06T14:58:05.395-05:005 steps!! TWICE!!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_un9QQos78zE/RvQp2ofQTsI/AAAAAAAAAII/pzK5dclZoYU/s1600-h/040b.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_un9QQos78zE/RvQp2ofQTsI/AAAAAAAAAII/pzK5dclZoYU/s400/040b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112757495530540738" border="0" /></a><br />So Mommy kept putting me just a few steps away from her and I decided that I could do it. I'd taken my very first steps to Daddy and Mommy, back and forth just a few days ago, but today, I took several in a row! Twice!<br /><br />Oh, and Mommy weighed me the other day and I was 21.8lbs! I lost the tape measure, though, so she can't really check my height.<br /><br /><a href="http://myspacetv.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=vids.individual&videoid=19547228">Walk, Lilly, Walk!</a><br /><embed src="http://lads.myspace.com/videos/vplayer.swf" flashvars="m=19547228&v=2&type=video" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="346" width="430"></embed><br /><a href="http://myspacetv.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=vids.addToProfileConfirm&videoid=19547228&title=Walk,%20Lilly,%20Walk%21">Add to My Profile</a> | <a href="http://myspacetv.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=vids.home">More Videos</a>Samhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06710952343278124124noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2789296928134858380.post-72294047505173833022007-09-06T23:46:00.000-05:002007-09-08T00:17:29.232-05:00Playdate!Today, I had a lot of fun! We had a play date scheduled just for us babies (well, Zeke brought his big brother and big sister, but that's okay). <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_un9QQos78zE/RuIrFJUOMzI/AAAAAAAAAHI/PtJQQmHZiOY/s1600-h/004b.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_un9QQos78zE/RuIrFJUOMzI/AAAAAAAAAHI/PtJQQmHZiOY/s320/004b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107692294791639858" border="0" /></a><br />It was cool having Zeke and Nicky there to play with! Usually, I'm surrounded by older kids. <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_un9QQos78zE/RuIrEpUOMyI/AAAAAAAAAHA/0IKd7vVN7WQ/s1600-h/002b.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_un9QQos78zE/RuIrEpUOMyI/AAAAAAAAAHA/0IKd7vVN7WQ/s320/002b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107692286201705250" border="0" /></a>Nicky stayed the longest and we enjoyed hanging out together, although we were both late for our naps and he got really tired!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_un9QQos78zE/RuIrFZUOM0I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/TMrWh37VX9I/s1600-h/005b.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_un9QQos78zE/RuIrFZUOM0I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/TMrWh37VX9I/s320/005b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107692299086607170" border="0" /></a>I was pretty tired, but I'm good at hiding it. My motto is play "Play play, you can sleep another day!" Nicky and I pulled down books from the shelves, traded Thomas the Train toys and our Mommies sat and talked for two and a half hours!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_un9QQos78zE/RuIrF5UOM1I/AAAAAAAAAHY/IIFxeiC2yhI/s1600-h/006b.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_un9QQos78zE/RuIrF5UOM1I/AAAAAAAAAHY/IIFxeiC2yhI/s320/006b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107692307676541778" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Afterwards, we went to Sarah and Rebecca's house and I got annoyed because everyone kept thwarting me in my adventures in tasting everything from the floor! But then there was a really soft carpet and it was fun to snuggle on (although it was scary at first--but not scary like Sarah's dog! yikes!). Then we went home. Fun times!Samhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06710952343278124124noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2789296928134858380.post-38688027960296548572007-08-30T21:44:00.000-05:002007-09-08T00:16:18.405-05:00Sneaky tooth!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_un9QQos78zE/RuIvP5UOM2I/AAAAAAAAAHg/PZOpL-oizgw/s1600-h/009b.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 302px; height: 346px;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_un9QQos78zE/RuIvP5UOM2I/AAAAAAAAAHg/PZOpL-oizgw/s320/009b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107696877521744738" border="0" /></a><br />I just started getting my fifth tooth today. It was a rough day in general and then my left lateral bottom incisor came in. Why do I always get a cold when I get a new tooth? Bleh.Samhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06710952343278124124noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2789296928134858380.post-83874906055796061822007-08-29T21:59:00.000-05:002007-08-30T22:09:52.806-05:00Had a fun day!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_un9QQos78zE/RteFNceCh9I/AAAAAAAAAGw/T9IxGvBqeKs/s1600-h/040b.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_un9QQos78zE/RteFNceCh9I/AAAAAAAAAGw/T9IxGvBqeKs/s320/040b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104695168674727890" border="0" /></a><div style="text-align: left;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_un9QQos78zE/RteFZ8eCh-I/AAAAAAAAAG4/lSzTY1BJsn4/s1600-h/048b.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_un9QQos78zE/RteFZ8eCh-I/AAAAAAAAAG4/lSzTY1BJsn4/s320/048b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104695383423092706" border="0" /></a>Today I went to the water park with my cousins and we had a lot of fun! It was really nice outside--not too cold, not to hot. We had taken the kitten to the vet earlier and picked him up right before we went to the water park, but after we went to the anime/manga store. It was a really great day, though!</div>Samhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06710952343278124124noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2789296928134858380.post-32099901927619957172007-08-22T23:55:00.000-05:002007-09-08T03:31:11.893-05:00My First Concert<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_un9QQos78zE/RuJdrJUOM5I/AAAAAAAAAH4/Fl4DeLYYNPo/s1600-h/005.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_un9QQos78zE/RuJdrJUOM5I/AAAAAAAAAH4/Fl4DeLYYNPo/s200/005.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107747923208057746" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_un9QQos78zE/RuJcH5UOM3I/AAAAAAAAAHo/f3Op5KjL-qI/s1600-h/009b.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_un9QQos78zE/RuJcH5UOM3I/AAAAAAAAAHo/f3Op5KjL-qI/s320/009b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107746218106041202" border="0" /></a><br />That was LOUD! This morning, we got up and did a bunch of running in the car, which ended in me getting a new onesie with one of my favorite bands on it--KoRn! Then, Aunt Neenee came over and we went on a long drive. That's okay, because she kept me entertained. After, we got out and we went to this loud place that told Mommy she couldn't take her camera--which made her upset, but she took pictures with her cell phone. She says if she ever figures out how to get them on the computer, I can post them here. Daddy went and watched the music while we hung out in some shade and had a picnic and some fun. Lots of people came by to tell me I was so cute and ask who I was there to see. Mommy told them that I was there to see KoRn.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_un9QQos78zE/RuJcZZUOM4I/AAAAAAAAAHw/ksdjdCmezlM/s1600-h/010b.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_un9QQos78zE/RuJcZZUOM4I/AAAAAAAAAHw/ksdjdCmezlM/s320/010b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107746518753751938" border="0" /></a> And one of the crew teased us and said I should go on stage with them! Mommy, aunt Neenee and Daddy all thought that would be great.<br /><br />Later, I was getting really tired, but it was so exciting I couldn't fall asleep while we were standing. I couldn't see well enough, so Mommy climbed high so I could see better. I watched Evanescence for a while, then security made us get down. Finally, Mommy had tried walking around (and I felt better after she took me into the mister and then came back and nursed me again) and then put me in the stroller and I fell asleep. When I woke up, we were sitting in some seats and KoRn was playing my favorite song, Coming Undone!<br /><br /><object height="350" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GNeig_kQ43w"><param name="wmode" value="transparent"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GNeig_kQ43w" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"></embed></object><br /><br />I would have liked it better if I wasn't so sleepy, but I still got into the groove and danced away. Some loud guy (Daddy said he was drunk, whatever that is) was yelling about how cool I was (which I had heard all day). I got to nurse and dance for the rest of the concert and Mommy got up and danced with me at the end.<br /><br /><object height="350" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/V6-eK66vQrE"><param name="wmode" value="transparent"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/V6-eK66vQrE" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"></embed></object><br /><br />Then we left and went to Denny's, where I ate some crackers and cheese and played in the booth, then we went home. I'm ready for some play now, although Mommy and Daddy say they're exhausted! Old people, really!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_un9QQos78zE/RuJdrZUOM6I/AAAAAAAAAIA/iycUP87AcLQ/s1600-h/004b.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_un9QQos78zE/RuJdrZUOM6I/AAAAAAAAAIA/iycUP87AcLQ/s200/004b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107747927503025058" border="0" /></a>Samhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06710952343278124124noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2789296928134858380.post-20948415662472415702007-08-22T21:51:00.000-05:002007-08-30T21:55:19.586-05:00Swimming!The first time I went swimming, I didn't like it at all! But this time was great. I even tried to swim around, although sometimes I'd get too excited and get water in my face! I <span style="font-style: italic;">don't</span> like that! But other than that, it was lots of fun and I got to be there with a bunch of other kids, many my age!<br /><br /><a href="http://myspacetv.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=vids.individual&videoid=16600178">Water Lilly</a><br /><embed src="http://lads.myspace.com/videos/vplayer.swf" flashvars="m=16600178&v=2&type=video" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="346" width="430"></embed><br /><a href="http://myspacetv.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=vids.addToProfileConfirm&videoid=16600178&title=Water%20Lilly">Add to My Profile</a> | <a href="http://myspacetv.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=vids.home">More Videos</a>Samhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06710952343278124124noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2789296928134858380.post-22574420620590593302007-08-17T12:31:00.000-05:002007-08-17T12:48:39.788-05:00Tinkle?<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_un9QQos78zE/RsXeq8eCh6I/AAAAAAAAAGY/fsVssZnY2Hk/s1600-h/Bath_patootie1.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_un9QQos78zE/RsXeq8eCh6I/AAAAAAAAAGY/fsVssZnY2Hk/s320/Bath_patootie1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099726982434949026" border="0" /></a>I don't know why, but I'm getting to go bare bottomed today! Mommy said we're going to work on late start elimination communication and this is the only way she can learn my signals. That's okay, because I love having my tushie free! But the strangest thing happened--water came out of me! I was doing what I do to make a diaper when <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_un9QQos78zE/RsXev8eCh7I/AAAAAAAAAGg/cG28Xx1aZ5M/s1600-h/Bath_Patootie2.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_un9QQos78zE/RsXev8eCh7I/AAAAAAAAAGg/cG28Xx1aZ5M/s320/Bath_Patootie2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099727068334294962" border="0" /></a>suddenly I was all wet. Mommy said it came from me and cleaned it up and showed me that it's supposed to go in my potty. Well, who knew! That's what a diaper is? She said it's 'tinkle', not water, but it sure looked like water to me! She made a sound when I was making it--I've heard her make that sound when I'm on the potty making a diaper, too. I wonder what it means...Samhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06710952343278124124noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2789296928134858380.post-85083915795351185082007-08-16T11:19:00.000-05:002007-08-17T12:49:05.951-05:00My training potty!This morning, I used my training potty for the first time. It made a fun song and Mommy cheered me. And here I thought it was scary the first time she put me on it! It turned out not to be bad after all. Of course, I think a lot of things are scary now, like Tigger and dogs and people I can't quite recognize. I like that Mommy was sitting on the big potty right next to me, it made me feel like I was doing the same thing she was.Samhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06710952343278124124noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2789296928134858380.post-41578289841116745012007-08-12T20:40:00.000-05:002007-08-16T11:27:46.415-05:00I did lots today!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img91.imageshack.us/img91/9917/041si6.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://img91.imageshack.us/img91/9917/041si6.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br />Today, I woke up and was happy to see Mommy still in bed with me. We got up and I had breakfast. First I nursed, then I had some sweet potatoes from Daddy, yum! Then Mommy dressed me in a small diaper and a swimsuit and coverup, then Daddy put me in the car and I fell asleep. When I woke up, Mommy was putting sunblock on me. We were going to the spray park! I'm never sure what I think of it. I don't like being there at first, but I get used to it after a couple minutes of watching Mommy playing in the water, then I get into it, too! It's like my sensory bowl--just enough water to play in, but not enough to really be scary. I kept thinking it would get scary, but in the end, I felt safe enough to crawl around, although I skinned my knee a little.<br /><br />After that, it was back to the car and I fell asleep again. When I woke up, we were at the mall! Yay! I got to play in the play area and at one point, there was a cute little girl there who was turning one year old today. She waved and said "hi" so I waved back. First I accidentally signed "milk" (which I <span style="font-style: italic;">did</span> want) but then I got it right. Mommy was proud of me, she said.<br /><br />Then we went to the bookstore after I played for a while longer and after I got some milk again, Mommy set me down and told me not to pester anyone. I looked at a man reading a book, then looked back at her and she told me that that was a 'someone' not to pester, so I left him alone. Then I wanted to crawl off, so I told Mommy by pointing. I've seen her point a lot, but this was the first time I did it. She was so happy she followed me. When she asked if I'd wanted her to follow her, I said "No," which she thought was funny and apologized for following me (although she didn't stop).<br /><br />Then I fell asleep and when I woke up, Mommy said we'd gone to a lot more places, but I'd slept through it all. I certainly felt better for my super long nap! So then I got some sweet potatoes and mommy milk and now I expect the rest of the night should be party time!Samhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06710952343278124124noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2789296928134858380.post-46404325636858456722007-08-10T21:16:00.000-05:002007-08-10T21:30:02.565-05:00StandingToday I stood up on my own and stood there for ten seconds on my own! I stood on my own several times and I even took a step without help. But I'd still rather crawl, this standing thing is tricky! I've also got down asking to go "up" and signing "come here" and "milk". Mommy's very proud of me, she says. I'm pretty proud, too.Samhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06710952343278124124noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2789296928134858380.post-80689879582613428302007-08-05T23:33:00.001-05:002007-08-30T21:50:17.794-05:00Another day, another tooth!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_un9QQos78zE/RteB28eCh8I/AAAAAAAAAGo/s8FBTcxwBJ8/s1600-h/019b.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_un9QQos78zE/RteB28eCh8I/AAAAAAAAAGo/s8FBTcxwBJ8/s320/019b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104691483592787906" border="0" /></a><br />Today, we went on a long drive to get back our bird. Mommy and Daddy said he was very sick. I like him, he's funny, so I'm glad he's back. Well, today I also got my fourth tooth! We tried to go to the mall to play, but it was so crowded that we left without me ever getting out of the stroller. I fell asleep in the car--Mommy won't nurse me in the car seat anymore. I don't understand it! She says it's too hard to reach me and I kick her too much. It makes me sad. But when we went to a store, she took me with her and played with me and set me in a soft chair. After we left, I got to nurse in the front seat with her, which I liked because I could stare at Daddy, too, but then back in my car seat. I don't like my car seat--being strapped down where I can't stand and play makes me unhappy. Even with my binky and a dozen of my favorite toys, it doesn't make up for that awful seat. Plus, it puts me to sleep! I don't like that! I want to see everything!<br /><br />Well, I've taken my bath and tried to go to bed once already, but I just wasn't ready. So Mommy says we're going to try again soon.Samhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06710952343278124124noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2789296928134858380.post-54510967313579997602007-07-25T23:05:00.000-05:002007-07-26T09:12:47.114-05:00No!Today I shook my head "no" for the first time. Ha! That'll teach 'em to try to steal my ducky! My cousins were over again and we went to take pictures. It wasn't as interesting as it used to be. I wanted to crawl around so much more! I yelled at them for trying to get me to sit still--don't they know how great it is to explore new rooms? Anyway, I've been shaking my head for a couple days, but today was the first time I used it to mean 'no.' Wonder how long they'll think it's cute...<br /><br />I shouted "hi" at Mommy from the carousel. I love the carousel, it's one of my favorite parts about crawling around in the mall play area!Samhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06710952343278124124noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2789296928134858380.post-10481526808071100632007-07-23T22:58:00.000-05:002007-08-16T11:28:25.129-05:00This is fun!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img393.imageshack.us/img393/2624/07182007006mb8.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://img393.imageshack.us/img393/2624/07182007006mb8.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br />So today I figured out that there's a form of affection I like doing! I like to bump my forehead against Mommy's or Daddy's and smile at them. Mommy rubs noses with me when we do that and I think that's funny! I also have figured out how to make the wa-wa-wa noise by playing with my lips with my fist. Now I don't need Mommy to do it for me anymore!Samhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06710952343278124124noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2789296928134858380.post-30859532878500082922007-07-21T23:18:00.000-05:002007-07-25T23:20:25.422-05:00Tooth!Today I got a new tooth. Ouch! I've been sick and then this. It was my top right front tooth. I now have three teeth!Samhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06710952343278124124noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2789296928134858380.post-76296613837575595492007-07-18T23:00:00.000-05:002007-07-25T23:20:58.136-05:00A visit to the pediatricianWe went to the pediatrician today. I haven't really gained much weight--I'm 20.8 lbs now but I'm four inches taller! I'm 31 inches high! That puts me in the 90th and 95th percentiles, respectively. Also, the doctor was proud of how I pull up and try to step away. I haven't got that down yet, but I can stand for a few seconds. I know I'll get this walking thing eventually...Samhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06710952343278124124noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2789296928134858380.post-90606521281368722572007-07-04T23:26:00.000-05:002007-07-26T10:57:20.623-05:00My First Independence Day<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_un9QQos78zE/RqjD4-woEZI/AAAAAAAAAFo/B5p-dQVtyeM/s1600-h/103_0391.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_un9QQos78zE/RqjD4-woEZI/AAAAAAAAAFo/B5p-dQVtyeM/s200/103_0391.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091534762429387154" border="0" /></a><br /></div>Today was a big day. We drove a long time down to the group of parents Mommy is a part of because they were having a big party. There were lots of kids there and I saw a bunch of kiddie fireworks. <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_un9QQos78zE/RqjD5ewoEdI/AAAAAAAAAGI/LO8cOO1RmXE/s1600-h/Lilly_sm.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_un9QQos78zE/RqjD5ewoEdI/AAAAAAAAAGI/LO8cOO1RmXE/s200/Lilly_sm.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091534771019321810" border="0" /></a>Mommy and Daddy barbecued and I got to have some--yummy chicken! There was a room with lots of fun new toys to explore. I sat on a ride-on toy by myself for the first time <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_un9QQos78zE/RqjD5OwoEaI/AAAAAAAAAFw/EOCmt865aAw/s1600-h/Lilly_rideon_sm.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_un9QQos78zE/RqjD5OwoEaI/AAAAAAAAAFw/EOCmt865aAw/s200/Lilly_rideon_sm.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091534766724354466" border="0" /></a>and it was fun until I moved it, then I wanted off! Then, when it got dark out, we sat down next to my friend Natalee and her family and Natalee and I played together a little bit, <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_un9QQos78zE/RqjD5OwoEbI/AAAAAAAAAF4/e7-VJy4Pr14/s1600-h/Lilly_Natalee_sm.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_un9QQos78zE/RqjD5OwoEbI/AAAAAAAAAF4/e7-VJy4Pr14/s200/Lilly_Natalee_sm.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091534766724354482" border="0" /></a>then all these big booms started happening with loud music. It was great! <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_un9QQos78zE/RqjD5OwoEcI/AAAAAAAAAGA/RS4u63XlTLQ/s1600-h/Lilly_fireworks_sm.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_un9QQos78zE/RqjD5OwoEcI/AAAAAAAAAGA/RS4u63XlTLQ/s200/Lilly_fireworks_sm.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091534766724354498" border="0" /></a>I loved the flashes in the sky. I got a little tired, though, and nursed to sleep for a few minutes, but Mommy woke me up so I wouldn't miss too much. Poor Natalee slept through pretty much the whole thing! Then we had another long drive and came home. Whoo! What a big day!Samhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06710952343278124124noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2789296928134858380.post-42059523825953811162007-06-24T21:13:00.000-05:002007-07-26T10:58:05.212-05:00Hey, carousels are fun!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_un9QQos78zE/RqitbewoERI/AAAAAAAAAEo/-zSpFEZpIuc/s1600-h/Lilly_is_Cute_sm.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_un9QQos78zE/RqitbewoERI/AAAAAAAAAEo/-zSpFEZpIuc/s320/Lilly_is_Cute_sm.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091510066367435026" border="0" /></a><br />Today we went to the spray park, which I wasn't too sure of at first, but I ended up having fun anyway. But what was even better was going to the mall afterwards! Since I can sit up on my own, Mommy put me in this little car on the carousel and WOW! It was so much fun! I loved it! I danced to the music.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_un9QQos78zE/Rqitv-woESI/AAAAAAAAAEw/URhz4Bj5Ye0/s1600-h/Lilly_Carousel1_sm.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_un9QQos78zE/Rqitv-woESI/AAAAAAAAAEw/URhz4Bj5Ye0/s320/Lilly_Carousel1_sm.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091510418554753314" border="0" /></a>Samhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06710952343278124124noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2789296928134858380.post-44479595927008964232007-06-05T21:55:00.000-05:002007-07-26T10:25:49.580-05:00Wow, what a day!Today has been a huge day! First, I rode on a plane for the very first time.<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_un9QQos78zE/Rqi2ZuwoETI/AAAAAAAAAE4/cuD9qKMwWn0/s1600-h/Lilly+on+the+plane1_sm.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 145px; height: 194px;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_un9QQos78zE/Rqi2ZuwoETI/AAAAAAAAAE4/cuD9qKMwWn0/s400/Lilly+on+the+plane1_sm.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091519931907313970" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_un9QQos78zE/Rqi2Z-woEVI/AAAAAAAAAFI/jZx7K7i1nRM/s1600-h/on_the_plane_sm.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 259px; height: 194px;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_un9QQos78zE/Rqi2Z-woEVI/AAAAAAAAAFI/jZx7K7i1nRM/s400/on_the_plane_sm.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091519936202281298" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_un9QQos78zE/Rqi2Z-woEUI/AAAAAAAAAFA/-Gti2Q4hN2s/s1600-h/Lilly+on+the+plane3_sm.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 308px; height: 231px;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_un9QQos78zE/Rqi2Z-woEUI/AAAAAAAAAFA/-Gti2Q4hN2s/s400/Lilly+on+the+plane3_sm.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091519936202281282" border="0" /></a><br /></div>Then I met great-grandma Jodie and great-grandpa Neal for the first time!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_un9QQos78zE/Rqi2Z-woEWI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/xvcrZusRV2Q/s1600-h/great_grandpa_daddy_mommy_Lilly_sm.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 199px;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_un9QQos78zE/Rqi2Z-woEWI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/xvcrZusRV2Q/s400/great_grandpa_daddy_mommy_Lilly_sm.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091519936202281314" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_un9QQos78zE/Rqi6JuwoEYI/AAAAAAAAAFg/YdVYXGcdXG4/s1600-h/CA_carseat_sm.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_un9QQos78zE/Rqi6JuwoEYI/AAAAAAAAAFg/YdVYXGcdXG4/s200/CA_carseat_sm.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091524055075918210" border="0" /></a><br />Then, I met my grandpa Joe for the first time!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_un9QQos78zE/Rqi2aewoEXI/AAAAAAAAAFY/zDGM2-02Aq8/s1600-h/grandpa_lilly_sm.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_un9QQos78zE/Rqi2aewoEXI/AAAAAAAAAFY/zDGM2-02Aq8/s400/grandpa_lilly_sm.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091519944792215922" border="0" /></a> He and I didn't really know what to think of each other at first, but I think we're warming up. I saw Grammy and Aunt Sara and Aunt Chelsea again! I also met a going-to-be-Aunt named Misty and saw going-to-be-grandpa Robert. I'm somewhere called California. I'm having a lot of fun and so are Mommy and Daddy.Samhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06710952343278124124noreply@blogger.com0