<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3258699068828322147</id><updated>2012-02-15T23:42:25.683-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Lily Diaries</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babylilydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258699068828322147/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babylilydiaries.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Leah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05081882584768263231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfTT36dsL1Q/SVgqJUu79TI/AAAAAAAAAD8/PHGny2iYKbs/S220/leah%26aaron_weddingcakekiss.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>38</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3258699068828322147.post-644149579521148813</id><published>2011-12-02T09:57:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-02T09:58:06.544-08:00</updated><title type='text'>.Fridge Lock Out.</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/zOUbrva1wdI?hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" width="425"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3258699068828322147-644149579521148813?l=babylilydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babylilydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/644149579521148813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://babylilydiaries.blogspot.com/2011/12/fridge-lock-out.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258699068828322147/posts/default/644149579521148813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258699068828322147/posts/default/644149579521148813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babylilydiaries.blogspot.com/2011/12/fridge-lock-out.html' title='.Fridge Lock Out.'/><author><name>Leah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08306778841948223913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6cNSvID3LBo/TrGdi_fz-sI/AAAAAAAAAdo/bNloC-gGcHk/s220/Stitt.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/zOUbrva1wdI/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3258699068828322147.post-7826431690421409738</id><published>2011-11-28T10:55:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-28T10:56:59.505-08:00</updated><title type='text'>.I'm Busy!.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Lily can now open the fridge by herself...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZYuDAy5oTTQ/TtPZKJhmzFI/AAAAAAAAAw8/Rmff6kXgh0o/s1600/Nov+Egg+Breaker.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZYuDAy5oTTQ/TtPZKJhmzFI/AAAAAAAAAw8/Rmff6kXgh0o/s320/Nov+Egg+Breaker.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="270" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/tsJNIItgDPo?fs=1" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3258699068828322147-7826431690421409738?l=babylilydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babylilydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/7826431690421409738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://babylilydiaries.blogspot.com/2011/11/im-busy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258699068828322147/posts/default/7826431690421409738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258699068828322147/posts/default/7826431690421409738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babylilydiaries.blogspot.com/2011/11/im-busy.html' title='.I&apos;m Busy!.'/><author><name>Leah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08306778841948223913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6cNSvID3LBo/TrGdi_fz-sI/AAAAAAAAAdo/bNloC-gGcHk/s220/Stitt.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZYuDAy5oTTQ/TtPZKJhmzFI/AAAAAAAAAw8/Rmff6kXgh0o/s72-c/Nov+Egg+Breaker.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3258699068828322147.post-1360945085995889415</id><published>2011-10-18T15:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-18T15:23:33.294-07:00</updated><title type='text'>.Say Hi to Jesus!.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lily is our little artist.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She LOVES to draw...and she is VERY good at it as well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pMtn7IenBfA/Tp36ra5ZwEI/AAAAAAAAAXc/JicEvhms3rE/s1600/10-18-11.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pMtn7IenBfA/Tp36ra5ZwEI/AAAAAAAAAXc/JicEvhms3rE/s320/10-18-11.jpg" width="234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This is far from her best work. This is just something she drew today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Lily has to draw with a pen. That is her tool of choice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Lately, I have had a problem with Lily drawing on her hands and arms.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Last week, she came to me with her hand behind her back. She says to me "I draw Jesus on my hand!" Before I could say anything, she quickly pulls her hand out from behind her back, puts her hand out as if she is waving and says "Say hi to Jesus!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;How do you get mad at that moment? I was shocked at first...then found immense humor in the whole thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This is now my favorite Lily moment of all time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3258699068828322147-1360945085995889415?l=babylilydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babylilydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/1360945085995889415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://babylilydiaries.blogspot.com/2011/10/say-hi-to-jesus.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258699068828322147/posts/default/1360945085995889415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258699068828322147/posts/default/1360945085995889415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babylilydiaries.blogspot.com/2011/10/say-hi-to-jesus.html' title='.Say Hi to Jesus!.'/><author><name>Leah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08306778841948223913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6cNSvID3LBo/TrGdi_fz-sI/AAAAAAAAAdo/bNloC-gGcHk/s220/Stitt.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pMtn7IenBfA/Tp36ra5ZwEI/AAAAAAAAAXc/JicEvhms3rE/s72-c/10-18-11.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3258699068828322147.post-6117403333123430183</id><published>2011-09-15T11:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-15T11:03:38.942-07:00</updated><title type='text'>.Lily the Computer Monster.</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="425" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/HoktOoKsSwc?hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3258699068828322147-6117403333123430183?l=babylilydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babylilydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/6117403333123430183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://babylilydiaries.blogspot.com/2011/09/lily-computer-monster.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258699068828322147/posts/default/6117403333123430183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258699068828322147/posts/default/6117403333123430183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babylilydiaries.blogspot.com/2011/09/lily-computer-monster.html' title='.Lily the Computer Monster.'/><author><name>Leah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08306778841948223913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6cNSvID3LBo/TrGdi_fz-sI/AAAAAAAAAdo/bNloC-gGcHk/s220/Stitt.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/HoktOoKsSwc/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3258699068828322147.post-5281397151895731314</id><published>2011-09-15T10:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-15T10:33:22.738-07:00</updated><title type='text'>.Oh My.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lily continues to pick up on EVERYTHING that we say.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She even uses the phrases she picks up correctly most of the time as well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;One Saturday morning, Lily joined Aaron, Greyden and I in bed. She snuggled in between Daddy and Greyden.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was just laying there, enjoying my 2 sweet babies when Greyden launched his spit-up right into my face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Without missing a beat, Lily just looks right at me and says "Oh my!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yes Lily...that's exactly what I was thinking. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3258699068828322147-5281397151895731314?l=babylilydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babylilydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/5281397151895731314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://babylilydiaries.blogspot.com/2011/09/oh-my.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258699068828322147/posts/default/5281397151895731314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258699068828322147/posts/default/5281397151895731314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babylilydiaries.blogspot.com/2011/09/oh-my.html' title='.Oh My.'/><author><name>Leah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05081882584768263231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfTT36dsL1Q/SVgqJUu79TI/AAAAAAAAAD8/PHGny2iYKbs/S220/leah%26aaron_weddingcakekiss.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3258699068828322147.post-3726015896670771426</id><published>2011-05-11T15:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-13T13:35:03.152-07:00</updated><title type='text'>.Baby Lily is 2!!.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RhHJM3GKIFk/TcsJWZjNi1I/AAAAAAAAANA/w1SrGii2tT8/s400/022.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605584441613060946" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RhHJM3GKIFk/TcsJWZjNi1I/AAAAAAAAANA/w1SrGii2tT8/s1600/022.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Time sure flies...when you are having fun!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lillian is SUCH a handful, but she makes it worth it with her crazy little personality.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I feel like one of the luckiest people ever to have this little monster call me Mommy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lily LOVES to learn. She will make you repeat songs over and over and OVER until she at least has some of it memorized. Then she makes you sing it again, just so she can sing along with you to the parts that she knows.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She can count to 10 and can identify about 75% of her letters. When you point to the letter B and ask her what it is, she always starts off and says it is "D". She will do this 2 or 3 times until you call her on it and say "You know what it is!" then she immediately corrects herself and says it is "B".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lily loves to say the same thing over and over and over...even if she knows you are paying attention. It can be pretty funny at times.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We go to Aaron's Grandparents house fairly often. She also happens to adore her Great-Grandpa Cutler and always sneaks upstairs to see him as soon as we arrive. Whenever we are driving in the car and drive past ANY houses, she always say "Go to Gamma Gampa's house?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We celebrated her 2nd birthday along with Mother's Day this past Sunday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-z1DTw5gRV6M/TcsL7c8r-bI/AAAAAAAAANI/U4zJaTZMj1Q/s1600/004.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-z1DTw5gRV6M/TcsL7c8r-bI/AAAAAAAAANI/U4zJaTZMj1Q/s400/004.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605587277203634610" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 334px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-z1DTw5gRV6M/TcsL7c8r-bI/AAAAAAAAANI/U4zJaTZMj1Q/s1600/004.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lily has an obsession with Minnie Mouse right now. She was so excited when she saw her cake.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DOesmxW_-Xw/TcsL7vYJj7I/AAAAAAAAANQ/-PVe3oji11M/s1600/010.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DOesmxW_-Xw/TcsL7vYJj7I/AAAAAAAAANQ/-PVe3oji11M/s400/010.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605587282150657970" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 314px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My beautiful girls with their Minnie Mouse ears.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LWnf72bN0b8/TcsL8ADEcTI/AAAAAAAAANY/6s2xn2yrrP0/s1600/017.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LWnf72bN0b8/TcsL8ADEcTI/AAAAAAAAANY/6s2xn2yrrP0/s400/017.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605587286625644850" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lily's car from Uncle Tenney and Gma &amp;amp; Gpa 'chilles.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RhHJM3GKIFk/TcsJWZjNi1I/AAAAAAAAANA/w1SrGii2tT8/s1600/022.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hS500hZS0zo/TcsL8ho3xTI/AAAAAAAAANg/_KObHgLGtGA/s1600/031.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hS500hZS0zo/TcsL8ho3xTI/AAAAAAAAANg/_KObHgLGtGA/s400/031.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605587295642567986" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lily's other obsession...bike!! She hasn't got the pedals figured out quite yet and she gets VERY frustrated that she can't do it. Thanks to the weather warming up, she can get PLENTY of practice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am excited for the adventures this next year will bring with our crazy Baby Lily.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3258699068828322147-3726015896670771426?l=babylilydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babylilydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/3726015896670771426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://babylilydiaries.blogspot.com/2011/05/baby-lily-is-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258699068828322147/posts/default/3726015896670771426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258699068828322147/posts/default/3726015896670771426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babylilydiaries.blogspot.com/2011/05/baby-lily-is-2.html' title='.Baby Lily is 2!!.'/><author><name>Leah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08306778841948223913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6cNSvID3LBo/TrGdi_fz-sI/AAAAAAAAAdo/bNloC-gGcHk/s220/Stitt.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RhHJM3GKIFk/TcsJWZjNi1I/AAAAAAAAANA/w1SrGii2tT8/s72-c/022.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3258699068828322147.post-7093158728372069171</id><published>2011-05-01T09:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-01T09:58:09.068-07:00</updated><title type='text'>.Kitty VS Kitten.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Aaron and Lily were reading an ABC book this morning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They were working on the letter K.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They were naming all the items on the page that began with the letter K.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They came to, what the book had named, a kitten.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is how the conversation went:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Aaron: (pointing to the picture) Kitten!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lily: (also pointing to the picture) Kitty!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Aaron: Kitten.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lily: Kitty&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Aaron: Kitten&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lily: Kitty (still in her cheerful voice)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Aaron: Kitten!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lily: (points to it again and turns and looks at me) Mommy...Kitty?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;At this point, I couldn't help myself. This was getting too funny.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Leah: Yes, Lily. Kitty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lily: (smiles and points to the picture again) Kitty!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3258699068828322147-7093158728372069171?l=babylilydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babylilydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/7093158728372069171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://babylilydiaries.blogspot.com/2011/05/kitty-vs-kitten.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258699068828322147/posts/default/7093158728372069171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258699068828322147/posts/default/7093158728372069171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babylilydiaries.blogspot.com/2011/05/kitty-vs-kitten.html' title='.Kitty VS Kitten.'/><author><name>Leah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05081882584768263231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfTT36dsL1Q/SVgqJUu79TI/AAAAAAAAAD8/PHGny2iYKbs/S220/leah%26aaron_weddingcakekiss.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3258699068828322147.post-1312426715145574257</id><published>2011-04-26T16:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-26T16:48:31.095-07:00</updated><title type='text'>.We Have Progress!!.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I may be a bit too excited for my own good...but for Lily, this is big!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She just woke up from a 3 hour nap...completely dry!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So we rushed to the potty and she immediately went #1.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I can't believe how well she has been doing with her potty training. Aaron and I have given her a little push and then let her do the rest at her own pace. Some days she does really well and goes in the potty most of the day. Other days, like yesterday, she refused to go to the potty all day except for once.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I think she is starting to catch on pretty well and recognize when she has to go now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3258699068828322147-1312426715145574257?l=babylilydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babylilydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/1312426715145574257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://babylilydiaries.blogspot.com/2011/04/we-have-progress.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258699068828322147/posts/default/1312426715145574257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258699068828322147/posts/default/1312426715145574257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babylilydiaries.blogspot.com/2011/04/we-have-progress.html' title='.We Have Progress!!.'/><author><name>Leah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05081882584768263231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfTT36dsL1Q/SVgqJUu79TI/AAAAAAAAAD8/PHGny2iYKbs/S220/leah%26aaron_weddingcakekiss.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3258699068828322147.post-8357021721116829245</id><published>2011-04-25T12:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-25T12:39:53.138-07:00</updated><title type='text'>.Oh Da Man!.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lily still refuses to go #2 in the potty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Earlier today, she went poo poo in her diaper.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;As I was changing her, I said "Lily! No poo poo in your diaper!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Her response..."Oh da man!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lily's version of "Oh man!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3258699068828322147-8357021721116829245?l=babylilydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babylilydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/8357021721116829245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://babylilydiaries.blogspot.com/2011/04/2-vs-potty.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258699068828322147/posts/default/8357021721116829245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258699068828322147/posts/default/8357021721116829245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babylilydiaries.blogspot.com/2011/04/2-vs-potty.html' title='.Oh Da Man!.'/><author><name>Leah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05081882584768263231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfTT36dsL1Q/SVgqJUu79TI/AAAAAAAAAD8/PHGny2iYKbs/S220/leah%26aaron_weddingcakekiss.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3258699068828322147.post-3176712278830840786</id><published>2011-04-22T09:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-22T09:03:07.198-07:00</updated><title type='text'>.Who's Training Who?.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lily's potty training has been quite interesting.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Her manipulation skills are quite advanced for her age.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She has definitely learned that whenever she goes in the potty, she gets a piece of candy. So, she does just that...whenever she wants a piece of candy.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She REFUSES to go potty anywhere but on the big girl potty. While out running errands yesterday she started frantically yelling "Go Potty Mommy! Go Potty!" So I rushed her into the bathroom at the mall and she went. Then while at Michaels last night, she did the same thing and went potty just like a big girl.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She still tinkles in her diaper or pull-ups a few times a day and won't go #2 in the potty yet. It is OBVIOUS she gets the concept and that she knows the feeling of when she has to go potty.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;As Lily does, she is just taking her sweet time and doing it her way. One of the many ways she reminds me of her Daddy. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3258699068828322147-3176712278830840786?l=babylilydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babylilydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/3176712278830840786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://babylilydiaries.blogspot.com/2011/04/whos-training-who.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258699068828322147/posts/default/3176712278830840786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258699068828322147/posts/default/3176712278830840786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babylilydiaries.blogspot.com/2011/04/whos-training-who.html' title='.Who&apos;s Training Who?.'/><author><name>Leah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05081882584768263231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfTT36dsL1Q/SVgqJUu79TI/AAAAAAAAAD8/PHGny2iYKbs/S220/leah%26aaron_weddingcakekiss.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3258699068828322147.post-4521888312069914315</id><published>2011-04-19T11:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-19T11:18:25.009-07:00</updated><title type='text'>.Potty Mommy! Potty!.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have been hearing that ALL morning long.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We haven't had a single accident all morning long.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am sure that has everything to do with Lily saying she has to go potty every 15 minutes. Then she tinkles the tiniest bit just to get a candy. (Which is truly all she probably can do at this point. I am surprised she has anything left to put in the potty after how many times she has gone!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I started this morning by calling Lily in to the bathroom after Brookie went this morning and we all got a candy for Brookie going potty. Every since then, Lily has been going like a champ! Brookie loves it too, since we all get a piece of candy every time Lily goes potty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The funny thing, Lily won't go on her Elmo potty. It HAS to be the big girl potty, WITHOUT a special potty seat. She has to be just like her big sister.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So far, so good. We will see if things continue to go this well as the day and week progress!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3258699068828322147-4521888312069914315?l=babylilydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babylilydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/4521888312069914315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://babylilydiaries.blogspot.com/2011/04/potty-mommy-potty.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258699068828322147/posts/default/4521888312069914315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258699068828322147/posts/default/4521888312069914315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babylilydiaries.blogspot.com/2011/04/potty-mommy-potty.html' title='.Potty Mommy! Potty!.'/><author><name>Leah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05081882584768263231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfTT36dsL1Q/SVgqJUu79TI/AAAAAAAAAD8/PHGny2iYKbs/S220/leah%26aaron_weddingcakekiss.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3258699068828322147.post-3226218725077409924</id><published>2011-04-12T08:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-12T08:55:00.484-07:00</updated><title type='text'>.It's Potty Time!.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Day #1&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-T3RZHqXh13o/TaR0qiokCOI/AAAAAAAAAzg/Mqhrx3KL6A0/s1600/015.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-T3RZHqXh13o/TaR0qiokCOI/AAAAAAAAAzg/Mqhrx3KL6A0/s320/015.JPG" width="197" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;This was taken right AFTER she sat on the potty and BEFORE her accident.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This could be Day #1 of MANY Day #1's. I remember that it took a few breaks and then trying again until Brookie was completely ready to be potty trained.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So here it goes!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Yesterday was the first official Day #1.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It started out with me putting Lily on the potty and keeping her there for 15 mins.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;In those 15 mins she refused to do anything, but talk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Finally, I decided that maybe she just didn't need to go. So I walked her into the bedroom with me, grabbed a shirt and went to put it on her. As I got it over her head I felt a massive amount of wetness falling on my foot. So I grabbed Lily, ran her to the potty and sat her on it. Once again, she refused to do anything. Most of it ended up on my foot and the floor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Let's hope Day #2 goes MUCH better!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3258699068828322147-3226218725077409924?l=babylilydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babylilydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/3226218725077409924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://babylilydiaries.blogspot.com/2011/04/its-potty-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258699068828322147/posts/default/3226218725077409924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258699068828322147/posts/default/3226218725077409924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babylilydiaries.blogspot.com/2011/04/its-potty-time.html' title='.It&apos;s Potty Time!.'/><author><name>Leah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05081882584768263231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfTT36dsL1Q/SVgqJUu79TI/AAAAAAAAAD8/PHGny2iYKbs/S220/leah%26aaron_weddingcakekiss.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-T3RZHqXh13o/TaR0qiokCOI/AAAAAAAAAzg/Mqhrx3KL6A0/s72-c/015.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3258699068828322147.post-1229732713036088408</id><published>2011-03-07T08:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-07T08:57:38.079-08:00</updated><title type='text'>.I Can Help Mommy Too!.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-5sjkks4GeZg/TXUOSkfYg2I/AAAAAAAAAzY/K-SV9wrtsAs/s1600/001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-5sjkks4GeZg/TXUOSkfYg2I/AAAAAAAAAzY/K-SV9wrtsAs/s320/001.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is how Lily helps put away laundry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I guess Daddy's shirts belong in the bathroom sink now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3258699068828322147-1229732713036088408?l=babylilydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babylilydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/1229732713036088408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://babylilydiaries.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-can-help-mommy-too.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258699068828322147/posts/default/1229732713036088408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258699068828322147/posts/default/1229732713036088408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babylilydiaries.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-can-help-mommy-too.html' title='.I Can Help Mommy Too!.'/><author><name>Leah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05081882584768263231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfTT36dsL1Q/SVgqJUu79TI/AAAAAAAAAD8/PHGny2iYKbs/S220/leah%26aaron_weddingcakekiss.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-5sjkks4GeZg/TXUOSkfYg2I/AAAAAAAAAzY/K-SV9wrtsAs/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3258699068828322147.post-2381727586681548427</id><published>2011-03-03T06:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-03T06:52:46.836-08:00</updated><title type='text'>.Hi Daddy!.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lily has a new obsession...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Talking on the phone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Her FAVORITE person to call is Daddy. If I am on the phone at all during the day with him she HAS to say hi to him. If she doesn't get to, she has an epic meltdown and then will steal my phone trying to call him.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The funny thing, she usually succeeds. She knows EXACTLY where to find the call list on my phone and can somehow pick out Daddy's name among them. It's usually at the top, but even if it isn't she can call him most times.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She doesn't just like to call Daddy, she likes to talk to everyone. So if you start receiving random calls from my phone and think I may have "butt dialed" you...I probably didn't. You probably just got "Lily dialed".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3258699068828322147-2381727586681548427?l=babylilydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babylilydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/2381727586681548427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://babylilydiaries.blogspot.com/2011/03/hi-daddy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258699068828322147/posts/default/2381727586681548427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258699068828322147/posts/default/2381727586681548427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babylilydiaries.blogspot.com/2011/03/hi-daddy.html' title='.Hi Daddy!.'/><author><name>Leah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05081882584768263231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfTT36dsL1Q/SVgqJUu79TI/AAAAAAAAAD8/PHGny2iYKbs/S220/leah%26aaron_weddingcakekiss.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3258699068828322147.post-5894183722319521547</id><published>2011-02-23T19:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-23T19:03:39.785-08:00</updated><title type='text'>.My Favorite Age.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I can honestly say, that Lily is right in the middle of my favorite age. I would say from about 18 - 24 months is definitely my favorite.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They are learning SO much it is hard to keep up with.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They have the ability to LEARN so much it is hard to keep up with!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lily copies and remembers just about everything she hears. She can speak in 3 - 4 word sentences very easily.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My favorite things she says right now:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"I'm coming Mommy!" whenever I call her name and tell her to come here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Good Job Mommy!" this one usually comes after I use the potty and she comes in and shuts the lid and flushes it for me. ha ha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Come on Daddy!" she loves to yell this one when we are waiting on Daddy to come up for dinner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Night Night my bed!" when she is REALLY tired she will run to her bed saying this while whining.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There are tons more and I could spend all night listing them. She just sounds SO cute saying everything right now. I wish this stage lasted forever!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A random little story I forgot to post about...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lily has been getting really good at her letters. She has a few favorites. One of them happens to be W.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A few weeks ago, Lily and I went to WinCo after dinner. It was darker outside so their letters were lit up really bright when we got there. Before I even got her out of the car she starts screaming with excitement "Double Y!! Double Y!!" which is how Lily says W. The entire way into the store, until the W was out of site, she kept telling me about the "double y". &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3258699068828322147-5894183722319521547?l=babylilydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babylilydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/5894183722319521547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://babylilydiaries.blogspot.com/2011/02/my-favorite-age.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258699068828322147/posts/default/5894183722319521547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258699068828322147/posts/default/5894183722319521547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babylilydiaries.blogspot.com/2011/02/my-favorite-age.html' title='.My Favorite Age.'/><author><name>Leah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05081882584768263231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfTT36dsL1Q/SVgqJUu79TI/AAAAAAAAAD8/PHGny2iYKbs/S220/leah%26aaron_weddingcakekiss.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3258699068828322147.post-4312255788663096922</id><published>2011-02-07T13:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-07T13:58:17.801-08:00</updated><title type='text'>.Oh No!.</title><content type='html'>Lily's reaction to how the Steelers were playing during the Super Bowl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/vzuClDGh-gk?hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" 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center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QeC3sB8d4ew?hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QeC3sB8d4ew?hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3258699068828322147-8486547289288507027?l=babylilydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babylilydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/8486547289288507027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfTT36dsL1Q/SVgqJUu79TI/AAAAAAAAAD8/PHGny2iYKbs/S220/leah%26aaron_weddingcakekiss.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3258699068828322147.post-8469198635933954039</id><published>2011-01-24T10:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-24T10:23:04.983-08:00</updated><title type='text'>.Breakfast of Champions.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lily is definitely a good eater.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;An entire bowl of oatmeal doesn't even satisfy her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/FN94j6UbCxM?hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/FN94j6UbCxM?hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" 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href='http://babylilydiaries.blogspot.com/2011/01/breakfast-of-champions.html' title='.Breakfast of Champions.'/><author><name>Leah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05081882584768263231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfTT36dsL1Q/SVgqJUu79TI/AAAAAAAAAD8/PHGny2iYKbs/S220/leah%26aaron_weddingcakekiss.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3258699068828322147.post-8922417542080510609</id><published>2011-01-19T19:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-19T19:32:16.131-08:00</updated><title type='text'>.Our Little Nerd.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Or shall I say...&lt;b&gt;Nerds LOVER!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfTT36dsL1Q/TTesb0lLvhI/AAAAAAAAAxY/QdxZB6HkMIk/s1600/DSC00251.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfTT36dsL1Q/TTesb0lLvhI/AAAAAAAAAxY/QdxZB6HkMIk/s320/DSC00251.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfTT36dsL1Q/TTesb0lLvhI/AAAAAAAAAxY/QdxZB6HkMIk/s1600/DSC00251.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;All those little colored specs on the floor are, you guessed it, Nerds!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3258699068828322147-8922417542080510609?l=babylilydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babylilydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/8922417542080510609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://babylilydiaries.blogspot.com/2011/01/our-little-nerd.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258699068828322147/posts/default/8922417542080510609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258699068828322147/posts/default/8922417542080510609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babylilydiaries.blogspot.com/2011/01/our-little-nerd.html' title='.Our Little Nerd.'/><author><name>Leah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05081882584768263231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfTT36dsL1Q/SVgqJUu79TI/AAAAAAAAAD8/PHGny2iYKbs/S220/leah%26aaron_weddingcakekiss.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfTT36dsL1Q/TTesb0lLvhI/AAAAAAAAAxY/QdxZB6HkMIk/s72-c/DSC00251.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3258699068828322147.post-52622212298165744</id><published>2010-12-28T21:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-28T21:43:15.493-08:00</updated><title type='text'>.Arena Football.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our future Football Star.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Even a hit to the face doesn't phase her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/XwxGjhcsV9A?hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/XwxGjhcsV9A?hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3258699068828322147-52622212298165744?l=babylilydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babylilydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/52622212298165744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://babylilydiaries.blogspot.com/2010/12/arena-football.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258699068828322147/posts/default/52622212298165744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258699068828322147/posts/default/52622212298165744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babylilydiaries.blogspot.com/2010/12/arena-football.html' title='.Arena Football.'/><author><name>Leah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05081882584768263231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfTT36dsL1Q/SVgqJUu79TI/AAAAAAAAAD8/PHGny2iYKbs/S220/leah%26aaron_weddingcakekiss.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3258699068828322147.post-2311947172386424303</id><published>2010-12-14T21:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-14T21:26:34.760-08:00</updated><title type='text'>.Soda Monster.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The best part...she was completely serious...so was Daddy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="640"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_lSAZcgFcME?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_lSAZcgFcME?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3258699068828322147-2311947172386424303?l=babylilydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babylilydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/2311947172386424303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://babylilydiaries.blogspot.com/2010/12/soda-monster.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258699068828322147/posts/default/2311947172386424303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258699068828322147/posts/default/2311947172386424303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babylilydiaries.blogspot.com/2010/12/soda-monster.html' title='.Soda Monster.'/><author><name>Leah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05081882584768263231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfTT36dsL1Q/SVgqJUu79TI/AAAAAAAAAD8/PHGny2iYKbs/S220/leah%26aaron_weddingcakekiss.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3258699068828322147.post-5054528295271355810</id><published>2010-11-14T21:08:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-14T21:08:41.039-08:00</updated><title type='text'>.Happy...To You!.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Baby Lily has been practicing singing Happy Birthday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...and her climbing skills.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8sA4vh7DDR4?hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8sA4vh7DDR4?hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3258699068828322147-5054528295271355810?l=babylilydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babylilydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/5054528295271355810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://babylilydiaries.blogspot.com/2010/11/happyto-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258699068828322147/posts/default/5054528295271355810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258699068828322147/posts/default/5054528295271355810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babylilydiaries.blogspot.com/2010/11/happyto-you.html' title='.Happy...To You!.'/><author><name>Leah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05081882584768263231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfTT36dsL1Q/SVgqJUu79TI/AAAAAAAAAD8/PHGny2iYKbs/S220/leah%26aaron_weddingcakekiss.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3258699068828322147.post-8546213353470210801</id><published>2010-11-14T20:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-14T20:59:24.770-08:00</updated><title type='text'>La la la la, La la la la, Elmo's World.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Baby Lily has fallen in love...with Elmo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She will break out in song randomly singing her version of the Elmo's World Theme Song.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Her favorite book? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfTT36dsL1Q/TOC8dExQe_I/AAAAAAAAAuU/eIcba3Hbqs4/s1600/Letters+Book.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfTT36dsL1Q/TOC8dExQe_I/AAAAAAAAAuU/eIcba3Hbqs4/s1600/Letters+Book.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfTT36dsL1Q/TOC8dExQe_I/AAAAAAAAAuU/eIcba3Hbqs4/s320/Letters+Book.gif" width="219" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She will open up the page with the Letter E on it and point to Elmo and just say his name over and over.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Before she could say Elmo, if she wanted her Baby Elmo or to watch her Elmo DVD, she would just sing her version of the Elmo's World Theme song. If you told her she couldn't watch her DVD, she would scream and then continue to sing it louder and louder until you either gave in or distracted her with something else.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Here is Baby Lily watching her Elmo DVD and singing along.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6exWh-vU01c?hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6exWh-vU01c?hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3258699068828322147-8546213353470210801?l=babylilydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babylilydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/8546213353470210801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://babylilydiaries.blogspot.com/2010/11/la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-elmos-world.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258699068828322147/posts/default/8546213353470210801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258699068828322147/posts/default/8546213353470210801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babylilydiaries.blogspot.com/2010/11/la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-elmos-world.html' title='La la la la, La la la la, Elmo&apos;s World.'/><author><name>Leah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05081882584768263231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfTT36dsL1Q/SVgqJUu79TI/AAAAAAAAAD8/PHGny2iYKbs/S220/leah%26aaron_weddingcakekiss.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfTT36dsL1Q/TOC8dExQe_I/AAAAAAAAAuU/eIcba3Hbqs4/s72-c/Letters+Book.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3258699068828322147.post-5103983823062477798</id><published>2010-11-12T18:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-12T18:31:06.552-08:00</updated><title type='text'>.Baby That Uses Chocolate For War Paint.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rxK_qlBBtz0?hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rxK_qlBBtz0?hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3258699068828322147-5103983823062477798?l=babylilydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babylilydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/5103983823062477798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://babylilydiaries.blogspot.com/2010/11/baby-that-uses-chocolate-for-war-paint.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258699068828322147/posts/default/5103983823062477798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258699068828322147/posts/default/5103983823062477798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babylilydiaries.blogspot.com/2010/11/baby-that-uses-chocolate-for-war-paint.html' title='.Baby That Uses Chocolate For War Paint.'/><author><name>Leah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05081882584768263231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfTT36dsL1Q/SVgqJUu79TI/AAAAAAAAAD8/PHGny2iYKbs/S220/leah%26aaron_weddingcakekiss.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3258699068828322147.post-2079669918048754801</id><published>2010-10-29T15:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-29T15:23:37.474-07:00</updated><title type='text'>.Just Like Daddy...2nd Edition.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;I think we all have been wondering exactly WHERE &lt;br /&gt;Baby Lily got her "Crazy Face" from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I have finally found the answer!!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfTT36dsL1Q/TMtJUbZ2q4I/AAAAAAAAAt0/Gw4CqxSyPhk/s1600/P1020898.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfTT36dsL1Q/TLeKNE0V8uI/AAAAAAAAAtE/AR2uEUstIyw/s400/002.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528039024856789730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfTT36dsL1Q/TLeLDMb0voI/AAAAAAAAAtM/nwwdxJi3_ZQ/s1600/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfTT36dsL1Q/TLeLDMb0voI/AAAAAAAAAtM/nwwdxJi3_ZQ/s400/004.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528039954614369922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Getting her out of there was much harder than I expected.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3258699068828322147-6822876441361015848?l=babylilydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babylilydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/6822876441361015848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://babylilydiaries.blogspot.com/2010/10/mommys-little-helper.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258699068828322147/posts/default/6822876441361015848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258699068828322147/posts/default/6822876441361015848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babylilydiaries.blogspot.com/2010/10/mommys-little-helper.html' title='.Mommy&apos;s Little Helper.'/><author><name>Leah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05081882584768263231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfTT36dsL1Q/SVgqJUu79TI/AAAAAAAAAD8/PHGny2iYKbs/S220/leah%26aaron_weddingcakekiss.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfTT36dsL1Q/TLeKNE0V8uI/AAAAAAAAAtE/AR2uEUstIyw/s72-c/002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3258699068828322147.post-4142063472295437410</id><published>2010-10-06T12:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-13T22:01:14.435-08:00</updated><title type='text'>.Future NRA Member.</title><content type='html'>It should come as no surprise that Baby Lily has a love for guns at such a young age for many reasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1 - She is a Stitt. This comes along with a lot of sub-reasons.&lt;br /&gt;*Her favorite Uncle is her Uncle Tenney. Uncle Tenney is always talking about guns or heading off to go shoot a gun. She wants to be just like her "Uncle Nene"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#2 - She is the most adorable little Tom Boy you have EVER met. Her Daddy has made sure to not let her love of getting dirty and climbing on tall object go to waste. I am sure he is the one that taught her the sound a gun makes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lily will find random objects to use as a gun. She points them right at you and makes her gun sound "PEW PEW!!" Fairly recently, Grandma and I were in the kitchen cleaning up dinner when Grandma felt something on her leg. We both turned around to find that Lily had gotten the broom out of the pantry and had it perched on her shoulder like a rocket launcher. As soon as she had our attention, she started making her shooting sound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to get Daddy to get Baby Lily to make the shooting noise. She wouldn't do it for me when I tried to start a shooting war with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-8c697b8eb7f483a" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v17.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D08c697b8eb7f483a%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1333157564%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1C714A901D3E2AAB6E703F9D6E867722A6958609.5473A65600CBACA4AD534B560D634A7829B5D436%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D8c697b8eb7f483a%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D5nFllKTtJouBiLnP-cCCKQNdR38&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v17.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D08c697b8eb7f483a%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1333157564%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1C714A901D3E2AAB6E703F9D6E867722A6958609.5473A65600CBACA4AD534B560D634A7829B5D436%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D8c697b8eb7f483a%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D5nFllKTtJouBiLnP-cCCKQNdR38&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;*I love how she gets distracted by the books. She is definitely a Stitt...she loves to read! Grandma 'chilles makes sure her and Brookie always have tons of fun books. :)*&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well Grandpa, looks like it's time to start teaching Baby Lily about gun safety! Maybe a repeat of Brookie's gun safety lesson on Thanksgiving 2 years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-1048f4ec37140ebd" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v6.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D1048f4ec37140ebd%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1333157564%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D28DB883F863F5996E19B70A029B44D829B6A1EC.68C241BF709883F219EDC0AC1B88236AFF15B759%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D1048f4ec37140ebd%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dt1TVMHVAj96D-62aNZDkV7yFZZ4&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v6.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D1048f4ec37140ebd%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1333157564%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D28DB883F863F5996E19B70A029B44D829B6A1EC.68C241BF709883F219EDC0AC1B88236AFF15B759%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D1048f4ec37140ebd%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dt1TVMHVAj96D-62aNZDkV7yFZZ4&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3258699068828322147-4142063472295437410?l=babylilydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babylilydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/4142063472295437410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://babylilydiaries.blogspot.com/2010/10/future-nra-member.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258699068828322147/posts/default/4142063472295437410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258699068828322147/posts/default/4142063472295437410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babylilydiaries.blogspot.com/2010/10/future-nra-member.html' title='.Future NRA Member.'/><author><name>Leah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05081882584768263231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfTT36dsL1Q/SVgqJUu79TI/AAAAAAAAAD8/PHGny2iYKbs/S220/leah%26aaron_weddingcakekiss.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3258699068828322147.post-8087737971502670113</id><published>2010-10-04T12:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-04T12:07:47.421-07:00</updated><title type='text'>.Just Like Daddy.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;Lily is looking more like her Daddy everyday&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfTT36dsL1Q/TKol28U63vI/AAAAAAAAArY/BcTPmQzdmPc/s1600/014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfTT36dsL1Q/TKol28U63vI/AAAAAAAAArY/BcTPmQzdmPc/s400/014.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524269518760369906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3258699068828322147-8087737971502670113?l=babylilydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babylilydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/8087737971502670113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://babylilydiaries.blogspot.com/2010/10/just-like-daddy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258699068828322147/posts/default/8087737971502670113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258699068828322147/posts/default/8087737971502670113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babylilydiaries.blogspot.com/2010/10/just-like-daddy.html' title='.Just Like Daddy.'/><author><name>Leah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05081882584768263231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfTT36dsL1Q/SVgqJUu79TI/AAAAAAAAAD8/PHGny2iYKbs/S220/leah%26aaron_weddingcakekiss.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfTT36dsL1Q/TKol28U63vI/AAAAAAAAArY/BcTPmQzdmPc/s72-c/014.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3258699068828322147.post-3647758203220110180</id><published>2010-10-03T22:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-03T22:09:15.982-07:00</updated><title type='text'>.What About Me?!.</title><content type='html'>How can I post to all of my other blogs and not post something about our crazy Baby Lily??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfTT36dsL1Q/TKlgNyQffUI/AAAAAAAAArQ/tYhqsAxZ4ZU/s1600/baby+lily.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfTT36dsL1Q/TKlgNyQffUI/AAAAAAAAArQ/tYhqsAxZ4ZU/s400/baby+lily.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524052207892135234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately, Baby Lily has been talking up a storm!! She loves to repeat back nearly everything she hears. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girls were watching Blue's Clue's tonight while I was crocheting Lily's (which was supposed to be Brookie's, but is looking a tad small) fall sweater. Well, I kept singing the mail song with them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Here's the mail, it never fails, it makes me wanna wag my tail. When it comes I wanna wail....MAAAAAIIIILLLLL!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you guess what Lily was screaming for the rest of the night?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MMMMAAAAAAIIIIILLLLL!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She also loves to sing the Dora the Explorer theme song. She has her favorite part down pretty good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"D D D Dowa!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next post will most DEFINITELY be a video of Baby Lily's sweet dance moves...that she DID NOT get from her Mother...now I just have to find my lost camera :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3258699068828322147-3647758203220110180?l=babylilydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babylilydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/3647758203220110180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://babylilydiaries.blogspot.com/2010/10/what-about-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258699068828322147/posts/default/3647758203220110180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258699068828322147/posts/default/3647758203220110180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babylilydiaries.blogspot.com/2010/10/what-about-me.html' title='.What About Me?!.'/><author><name>Leah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05081882584768263231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfTT36dsL1Q/SVgqJUu79TI/AAAAAAAAAD8/PHGny2iYKbs/S220/leah%26aaron_weddingcakekiss.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfTT36dsL1Q/TKlgNyQffUI/AAAAAAAAArQ/tYhqsAxZ4ZU/s72-c/baby+lily.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3258699068828322147.post-8245900749758165878</id><published>2010-09-14T14:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T12:02:15.220-07:00</updated><title type='text'>.BAYBAAAYY!!!.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfTT36dsL1Q/TI_ltO3w1iI/AAAAAAAAAo4/5G22v9VXk0I/s1600/Fridge+June+2010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfTT36dsL1Q/TI_ltO3w1iI/AAAAAAAAAo4/5G22v9VXk0I/s400/Fridge+June+2010.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516880633801004578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lily has quite a special relationship with her Daddy. She still looks to me for all the Mommy things...kissing boo-boos, keeping her tummy happy and keeping her diaper clean. (Yes, she let's me know when she wants to be changed by coming and sitting on my lap RIGHT after she is done with her business.) So, pretty much, Daddy get's all the fun stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfTT36dsL1Q/TJpLiPYgrmI/AAAAAAAAAqI/kYJMmfZVH4E/s1600/2010+Jan+Mom+%26+Dad%27s+Bed.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfTT36dsL1Q/TJpLiPYgrmI/AAAAAAAAAqI/kYJMmfZVH4E/s400/2010+Jan+Mom+%26+Dad%27s+Bed.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519807344912936546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Baby Lily has a bad dream in the middle of the night or is just needing some extra love, her favorite thing is to climb into our bed and snuggle up with Mommy/take over Mommy's side of the bed. Before settling down to sleep though, she has to make sure Daddy knows she has joined us. Here is an example of how it typically goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Lily:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;*Wakes up crying and won't settle back down*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Mommy:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;*Stumbles out of bed half awake, picks up Lily out of her bed and starts to rock her trying to console her*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Lily:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;*Immediately stops crying and starts whining while trying to climb out of Mommy's arms towards Mommy &amp; Daddy's bed*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Mommy&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;*Gives in due to exhaustion and sets Lily down on her side of the bed and crawls in behind her*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Lily:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;*Let's out an evil giggle and immediately crawls up behind Daddy, who is usually sleeping on his side facing the opposite way of Mommy's side of the bed. She stands up, leans on his side, put's her face right into his and yells*&lt;/span&gt; DADDAAAAYYYYY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Daddy&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;*Rolls over with a smile on his face and half awake replies*&lt;/span&gt; Baybaaayy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Lily:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;*Leans in and gives Daddy a loving kiss on his cheek while making a kissing sound*&lt;/span&gt; MUAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Daddy:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;*Kisses Baby Lily back*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Lily:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;*Lays down next to Mommy and SOMETIMES gives Mommy a kiss before falling asleep with her head placed right in the middle of Mommy's pillow*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Mommy:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;*Finds as comfortable of a position as possible to fall asleep in while being forced to sleep on the edge of the bed*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These nights also happen to be followed by a morning of Mommy waking up with a sore back. Coincidence??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfTT36dsL1Q/TJpQNQgw5vI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/A3UJ0jze0Ik/s1600/2010+Aug+Mt+Dew+Can.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfTT36dsL1Q/TJpQNQgw5vI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/A3UJ0jze0Ik/s400/2010+Aug+Mt+Dew+Can.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519812481996875506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Can you guess who took this picture?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Here's a clue...Mommy thinks opened soda cans are dangerous and IMMEDIATELY takes them away the second she see's one of her children with one*&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddy &amp; Lily love to tease Mommy, as a team. There are times when Lily will do something naughty *example: throw her sippy cup on the floor during dinner* and I will scold her and tell her "No No!" She immediately turns to Daddy *who is usually sitting right next to her, while I am clear across the table* and gives him her naughty grin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfTT36dsL1Q/TJpRBjf4HAI/AAAAAAAAAqY/370bHWy-Udw/s1600/2010+Aug+Naughty+Grin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfTT36dsL1Q/TJpRBjf4HAI/AAAAAAAAAqY/370bHWy-Udw/s400/2010+Aug+Naughty+Grin.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519813380446624770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Daddy does the naughty grin right back at her and they both start laughing together. Those are the moments where I just throw my hands up in the air and remind myself that she truly does listen to me...just not when Daddy is around. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfTT36dsL1Q/TJpSaasSDnI/AAAAAAAAAqg/nTZmlmgQYr8/s1600/2010+Aug+Daddy%27s+Girl.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfTT36dsL1Q/TJpSaasSDnI/AAAAAAAAAqg/nTZmlmgQYr8/s400/2010+Aug+Daddy%27s+Girl.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519814907091095154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Now THAT is what I call a Daddy's Girl&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3258699068828322147-8245900749758165878?l=babylilydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babylilydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/8245900749758165878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://babylilydiaries.blogspot.com/2010/09/baybaaayy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258699068828322147/posts/default/8245900749758165878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258699068828322147/posts/default/8245900749758165878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babylilydiaries.blogspot.com/2010/09/baybaaayy.html' title='.BAYBAAAYY!!!.'/><author><name>Leah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05081882584768263231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfTT36dsL1Q/SVgqJUu79TI/AAAAAAAAAD8/PHGny2iYKbs/S220/leah%26aaron_weddingcakekiss.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfTT36dsL1Q/TI_ltO3w1iI/AAAAAAAAAo4/5G22v9VXk0I/s72-c/Fridge+June+2010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3258699068828322147.post-4434743524851186457</id><published>2010-08-26T13:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-26T13:57:41.279-07:00</updated><title type='text'>.Lily "Danimal".</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfTT36dsL1Q/THbLCG4pXsI/AAAAAAAAAng/eQMzqA3A8I0/s1600/026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfTT36dsL1Q/THbLCG4pXsI/AAAAAAAAAng/eQMzqA3A8I0/s400/026.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509814431202762434"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning Brookie suggested we eat breakfast outside on the patio. I figured it would be perfect to give them one of the Danimal yogurt smoothies I had bought at the store last night. Lily can drink out of a water bottle really well until she forgets to stop pouring water into her mouth and swallow what she has in there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfTT36dsL1Q/THbS-n49TGI/AAAAAAAAAno/GrNrTnO5e3I/s1600/032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfTT36dsL1Q/THbS-n49TGI/AAAAAAAAAno/GrNrTnO5e3I/s400/032.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509823167435983970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, she decided that this morning she wasn't even going to swallow...just pour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfTT36dsL1Q/THbS-zkkawI/AAAAAAAAAnw/7ZFVXEf1Wzg/s1600/033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IfTT36dsL1Q/THbS-zkkawI/AAAAAAAAAnw/7ZFVXEf1Wzg/s400/033.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509823170571692802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;(This was part of her little dance she was doing after she had spilled the first smoothie all over herself)&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brookie wasn't going to finish her's, so I decided to give it to Lily and give her a second chance. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-393af4de1ce8809a" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v6.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D393af4de1ce8809a%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1333157564%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7533E18E358F3E929E2CA1B015AC3EA8D6AAA167.1DB2D5DDB99F77FB085B60C43A8C8D9A1C2D23A3%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D393af4de1ce8809a%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DIPm_ho_foMV5IKf7-LiW-8M5-Yo&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v6.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D393af4de1ce8809a%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1333157564%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7533E18E358F3E929E2CA1B015AC3EA8D6AAA167.1DB2D5DDB99F77FB085B60C43A8C8D9A1C2D23A3%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D393af4de1ce8809a%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DIPm_ho_foMV5IKf7-LiW-8M5-Yo&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite part is at the end...she bends over and you see it all spill out of the top of her diaper onto the ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and the fly that was attached to her right arm throughout the entire video and a few minutes after, until I scared it away.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3258699068828322147-4434743524851186457?l=babylilydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babylilydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/4434743524851186457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://babylilydiaries.blogspot.com/2010/08/lily-danimal.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258699068828322147/posts/default/4434743524851186457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258699068828322147/posts/default/4434743524851186457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babylilydiaries.blogspot.com/2010/08/lily-danimal.html' title='.Lily &quot;Danimal&quot;.'/><author><name>Leah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05081882584768263231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfTT36dsL1Q/SVgqJUu79TI/AAAAAAAAAD8/PHGny2iYKbs/S220/leah%26aaron_weddingcakekiss.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfTT36dsL1Q/THbLCG4pXsI/AAAAAAAAAng/eQMzqA3A8I0/s72-c/026.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3258699068828322147.post-1321759511063563930</id><published>2010-08-19T20:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-19T20:21:17.755-07:00</updated><title type='text'>.The First...and Not The Last.</title><content type='html'>Baby Lily got her first haircut today!! After I gave Brookie her "trim turned accidental haircut" I was determined to get Lily's cut at some point today. She was starting to get a mullet and I noticed with Brookie's hair that once I cut it...it just grew and Grew and GREW!! Let's hope Lily's hair is the same!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfTT36dsL1Q/TG30AZdpKQI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/UFpjuG9cwRo/s1600/031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfTT36dsL1Q/TG30AZdpKQI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/UFpjuG9cwRo/s400/031.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507326207016380674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;This is not the best picture of it...but it's been a long day and it's the best I could get for now.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfTT36dsL1Q/TG30Dl8_RzI/AAAAAAAAAlY/6gJlsLIvKO8/s1600/036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IfTT36dsL1Q/TG30Dl8_RzI/AAAAAAAAAlY/6gJlsLIvKO8/s400/036.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507326261908686642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was honestly SO much easier than I expected it to be. All it took was my iPhone (for Lily's entertainment). She tried to get up a few times because her songs/videos ended, but would sit right back down once another one was on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3258699068828322147-1321759511063563930?l=babylilydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babylilydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/1321759511063563930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://babylilydiaries.blogspot.com/2010/08/firstand-not-last.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258699068828322147/posts/default/1321759511063563930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258699068828322147/posts/default/1321759511063563930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babylilydiaries.blogspot.com/2010/08/firstand-not-last.html' title='.The First...and Not The Last.'/><author><name>Leah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05081882584768263231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfTT36dsL1Q/SVgqJUu79TI/AAAAAAAAAD8/PHGny2iYKbs/S220/leah%26aaron_weddingcakekiss.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IfTT36dsL1Q/TG30AZdpKQI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/UFpjuG9cwRo/s72-c/031.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3258699068828322147.post-7502645947752134677</id><published>2010-08-09T15:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-09T15:33:20.763-07:00</updated><title type='text'>.Going Crazy at Lunch Time.</title><content type='html'>Daddy &amp;amp; Uncle Chris know JUST how to get Baby Lily all worked up and being crazy. This is just ONE example of that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-c6609f5694706d66" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v7.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dc6609f5694706d66%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1333157564%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6E2AD5A09CC663304EA0EFB266ABFFFFDE0D881A.66FD539F0F868463654E496A5C2B345FBEBA0266%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dc6609f5694706d66%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DvPp3mFedFcNYIFxJMMTEpRErIww&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v7.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dc6609f5694706d66%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1333157564%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6E2AD5A09CC663304EA0EFB266ABFFFFDE0D881A.66FD539F0F868463654E496A5C2B345FBEBA0266%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dc6609f5694706d66%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DvPp3mFedFcNYIFxJMMTEpRErIww&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3258699068828322147-7502645947752134677?l=babylilydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babylilydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/7502645947752134677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://babylilydiaries.blogspot.com/2010/08/going-crazy-at-lunch-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258699068828322147/posts/default/7502645947752134677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258699068828322147/posts/default/7502645947752134677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babylilydiaries.blogspot.com/2010/08/going-crazy-at-lunch-time.html' title='.Going Crazy at Lunch Time.'/><author><name>Leah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05081882584768263231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfTT36dsL1Q/SVgqJUu79TI/AAAAAAAAAD8/PHGny2iYKbs/S220/leah%26aaron_weddingcakekiss.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3258699068828322147.post-4058898793368616567</id><published>2010-08-09T14:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-09T14:36:43.123-07:00</updated><title type='text'>.No Fear.</title><content type='html'>This just fits right in with Lily's motto... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"NO FEAR!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfTT36dsL1Q/TGBxnERwSiI/AAAAAAAAAig/wf2-XoTwUVI/s1600/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfTT36dsL1Q/TGBxnERwSiI/AAAAAAAAAig/wf2-XoTwUVI/s400/002.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503523660623792674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandpa 'chilles found this Blow Snake down by the pond in their back yard. Lily was truly fascinated and would have dragged it around with her like a stuffed animal if we let her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just for the record...Yes, I did put my foot down on a picture of Lily with the snake around her neck. I know she would have been more than willing and enjoyed it thoroughly...but my Mommy instincts said no. There will be plenty more snakes when she is 2...or 3. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3258699068828322147-4058898793368616567?l=babylilydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babylilydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/4058898793368616567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://babylilydiaries.blogspot.com/2010/08/no-fear.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258699068828322147/posts/default/4058898793368616567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258699068828322147/posts/default/4058898793368616567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babylilydiaries.blogspot.com/2010/08/no-fear.html' title='.No Fear.'/><author><name>Leah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05081882584768263231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfTT36dsL1Q/SVgqJUu79TI/AAAAAAAAAD8/PHGny2iYKbs/S220/leah%26aaron_weddingcakekiss.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfTT36dsL1Q/TGBxnERwSiI/AAAAAAAAAig/wf2-XoTwUVI/s72-c/002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3258699068828322147.post-6991925539200020769</id><published>2010-08-09T14:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-09T14:11:45.982-07:00</updated><title type='text'>.Cleaning Grandma's Window.</title><content type='html'>Seriously...I don't even know what she was thinking!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-f56936ef8045376e" 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href='http://babylilydiaries.blogspot.com/2010/08/cleaning-grandmas-window.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258699068828322147/posts/default/6991925539200020769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258699068828322147/posts/default/6991925539200020769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babylilydiaries.blogspot.com/2010/08/cleaning-grandmas-window.html' title='.Cleaning Grandma&apos;s Window.'/><author><name>Leah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05081882584768263231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfTT36dsL1Q/SVgqJUu79TI/AAAAAAAAAD8/PHGny2iYKbs/S220/leah%26aaron_weddingcakekiss.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3258699068828322147.post-305560725102652531</id><published>2010-08-09T14:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-09T14:09:04.024-07:00</updated><title type='text'>.A Small Snippet.</title><content type='html'>Just a taste of the kind of trouble Lily's curiosity get's her into on a DAILY basis...&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-c7f52ae8c5225d1c" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" 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href='http://babylilydiaries.blogspot.com/2010/08/small-snippet.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258699068828322147/posts/default/305560725102652531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258699068828322147/posts/default/305560725102652531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babylilydiaries.blogspot.com/2010/08/small-snippet.html' title='.A Small Snippet.'/><author><name>Leah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05081882584768263231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IfTT36dsL1Q/SVgqJUu79TI/AAAAAAAAAD8/PHGny2iYKbs/S220/leah%26aaron_weddingcakekiss.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3258699068828322147.post-8243355692320117501</id><published>2010-08-09T14:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-09T14:16:27.113-07:00</updated><title type='text'>.Our Little Puppy Lily.</title><content type='html'>I was making breakfast Friday morning and as I was finishing up Lily's eggs she came in to the kitchen and I noticed something on her back. When I pulled it off, it was a single square of toilet paper. So I set her in her seat and gave her the eggs then set off to investigate. 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She points out other babies all the time too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Bye&lt;/span&gt; - She waves and says bye to everyone...whether they are coming or going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Dada&lt;/span&gt; - Definitely her FAVORITE word EVER! She used to call herself Dada before we taught her she was baby. Now, to tease us, she will call herself Baby Dada with a short pause between the two words. She sure loves her Daddy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Dog&lt;/span&gt; - Instead of teaching her puppy like a normal baby, Aaron wanted her to be advanced and taught her dog instead. She caught on quite well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Hi&lt;/span&gt; - She has now replaced hi with bye when greeting people. I'm pretty sure she does it just to mess with us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Mama&lt;/span&gt; - The one word that can melt a mother's heart...and drive you crazy all at the same time. She loves to lay in bed and say "Mama mama mama" over and Over and OVER until she falls asleep. I finally realized it was just her way of putting herself to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Nanuh&lt;/span&gt; - For those of you who can't guess...this is how Lily asks for a Banana...or sometimes just food in general.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Nene&lt;/span&gt; - This is what she calls her favorite person, Uncle Tenney. She first started saying it a few months back while we were staying the weekend up at Aaron's parents house. It was late at night (I think it was almost 11PM) and she was getting VERY frustrated with Aaron and I because we didn't know what she was saying. Finally I told Aaron she probably wanted Grandma or Grandpa. So we took her upstairs and she climbed around on their bed between them for a bit, but still wasn't completely happy. We finally got her to go to sleep only to hear her say it again the next day as soon as she saw Uncle Tenney. She sure loves her Uncle Nene!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Nigh Nigh&lt;/span&gt; - This is one thing that I LOVE about Baby Lily. She actually tells me when she wants to go "Night Night". Sometimes she just needs some time alone and will drink her bottle and play in her crib for a bit. Most times she just goes right to sleep. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;No&lt;/span&gt; - The one word you wish your child NEVER learned. Every time she says it, she looks you dead in the eye and laughs hysterically. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Peas (Please)&lt;/span&gt; - Mommy thinks being polite is VERY important. Lily picked up on this one pretty early...but will never say it when you ask her to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Ya&lt;/span&gt; - I can hear Lily saying "YEAH!!" excitedly in my head...I can't help but crack a smile. SO adorable!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Yay&lt;/span&gt; - She has this one down! Clapping and all. Her favorite is when you try and teach her to do something and when you do it she says "YAY!!" and claps for you! Such a little stinker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Uh-Oh&lt;/span&gt; - She tells on herself ALL the time with this phrase. She knows when she is being naughty and LOVES to announce it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;FEED ME!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby Lily will eat pretty much anything you put in front of her. She LOVES meat. If you put meat in front of her, she will ignore everything else on her plate until it is gone. The only meat she won't eat, so far, are ground beef and roast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby Lily LOVES almost anything green. Peas are her #1 favorites. She also likes avocados, cucumbers and green beans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it comes to fruit...watermelon is her new favorite. She likes strawberries, grapes, bananas and raspberries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those are just the few things that I can think of off the top of my head. She is up to try anything new at least once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;WATCH OUT FOR LILY!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lily is working on conquering steep hills...up AND down. She seriously has no fear and RARELY cries over her falls, even the hard ones! 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