Saturday, October 6, 2007

Buddies



What the...


Don't worry, it's not what you think.


Just a rolled up piece of packaging she found on the floor. See earlier post where we mentioned she's a lot like a puppy dog.


Baby in a Basket


Our Little Flapper


At least I thought she kind of looked like a flapper.

Doggy bag



What a clever girl, just wear the to-go bag around your neck! No waiting at the end of the meal, it's all wrapped up and ready to go as soon as you're finished. Of course, Lilyanna often doesn't wait till later, when we take her tray away and she spots the "leftovers", she digs right in for them! If she liked them, that is.

October?



These are a few of Lilyanna's nine month pictures (mid-August) that I didn't get posted yet. It's getting more and more impossible to have her "sit" for pictures, particularly if she can see the camera. She just wants to come get it. I see that Semptember went by and not a single new post, so I guess I'll play catch up. Enjoy this and the next several posts, as it will just be a picture documentary of the last month or so.

Wednesday, August 29, 2007

Ever the Adventurer

There are few unconquered heights (height at this point means 12 inches or less!) and even fewer undiscovered corners in our house. If she can crawl/climb under it, over it, through it, behind it or in it, she does. It seemed Lilyanna stretched her boundaries all in one day. She had remained basically in a small circle that encompassed her toys in the living room and the entrance to the kitchen. Then one day...she navigated her way into and out of all the nooks and crannies created by the couches. She climbed up onto and over the elevated base of her exersaucer. She discovered that the kitchen extends beyond her highchair. Now she's like a little puppy dog, following us down the hall, nosing around under beds and yep, finding food scraps on the kitchen floor.



What a joy it is to watch her discover her world. She gets a googly-eyed smile when I pick her up in my room and she sees little trinkets on my shelf. By the look on her face you'd think they were pure gold. Trust me, they aren't. She's mesmerized for minutes by the movement of a hinged dresser drawer pull. There is a discovery around every corner for her at this point, how lucky we are to be witness to it.