Category Archives: lily

“can you share with me?”

Lil: “Hi Lauren.”
Lauren: “Hi Lily.”
Lil: (pointing to Lauren’s mint green Peeps) “What’s that?”
Lauren: “They’re Peeps.” (looks at me) “Can she have one?”
Me: “She sure can; thank you for asking! She needs to eat her lunch first, though. Sound good?”
Lauren: “Yep! She can have a row, and I can have a row.”
Me: “You are too sweet! Lily, can you eat your lunch, please?”
Lil: “Okay!”
(eats for a minute or so, the comes back)
Lil: (looking up at Lauren) “Can you share with me?”

My heart melted a thousand times over. Our little girl, just a month shy of 3 years old, is growing up.

Over the past month or so, she’s started initiating conversations of her own. Up until now, she’s provided her own thoughts (“See the moon, MaMum?” and other types of things.), and she’s also been holding a good conversation, but on a topic of our our choosing. Now she’s looking for conversation on her terms, and holding a much more structured conversation. Much more than a simple thought, these are more in-depth conversations. She’s processing and responding.

Yet in some ways, she’s still so little. Like when she says, “I can’t want/like ___” instead of “I don’t want/like ___.”

If I could box up the innocence and keep it forever, I would. She’s just so precious right now. All moments I don’t ever want to forget.

scar.

The Dermabond is gone, and now I’m even more certain a scar will remain. And do you want to know something?

I don’t really care.

I’ll use the Mederma, because that’s what I should do. But that scar just below my left eyebrow will serve as a constant reminder – or many constant reminders, for that matter:

  • … that none of this is within our control; that He kept our little blonde-haired, blue-eyed girl safe on that Sunday afternoon.
  • … that she won’t be little forever.
  • … that asking for help is sometimes the best thing to do.
  • … that always thinking through what could happen is incredibly important. We should have been much more careful; things could have been much, much worse.
  • … that some things in my life are just as I want them.

our time.

It might sound strange, but I think some of our best times are had on MaMum and Dada’s bed. It’s one of the rooms in which we spend a lot of time. This is not necessarily by choice, but our laundry area is in the closet in our room, and it’s the most convenient room downstairs to get Lil ready for bed, as well.

Last night held one of those amazing times. She likes to jump on our bed, hide behind the pillows, get under the covers, have “tea & cookies,” and just be silly. She took her cards with her – two packs – and we went through a few shapes and colors. We pretended like we were sleeping. There was tickling. Eh, there’s always tickling! And when I pretended to fall asleep, she’d wake me up by touching her nose to mine. The laugh that came from that 27-ish lb. little girl was too much for my heart. “MaMum, wake up! Wake up, MaMum!” I wish I could capture her spirit.

What’s better is that I pretended to fall asleep after I woke her up this morning. How did she wake me up? By touching her nose to mine. And did my heart ever melt.

I don’t want to forget these times; the memories are far to precious to leave behind.

mom moment: breakfast.

Got Lil up and dressed this morning. We went into the kitchen to take her medicine (She had an ear infection, so we’re finishing up antibiotics.) and choose breakfast. I asked the usual …

Me: “Do you want Honey Nut Cheerios?”
Lil: “Nope.”
Me: “Do you want some Reese’s Puffs?”
Lil: “Nope.”
Me: “How about some eggs?”
Lil: “No eggs.”

She then opened the refrigerator and looked around (Opening the refrigerator is her new ‘thing.’).

Lil: “I can’t find something.”
Me: “Well how about some Honey Nut Cheerios?”
Lil: “No Honey Nut Cheerios. How about some corns?” (corns = corn)
Me: “How about Honey Nut Cheerios? You had corns for dinner and you have corns packed in your lunch today.”
Lil: “Hmmm, okay!”

Oh. My. Gosh. The girl kills me sometimes.

mom moment: macaroni & cheese.

Just one of those mom moments that I’ve got to remember … there’s nothing quite as thrilling as being a parent!

It was about 7:30 pm on Saturday night. We had finished dinner from Boston Market – turkey, mashed potatoes, and macaroni & cheese. In true toddler style, Lil ended up with a nice macaroni & cheese mustache, which Dada wiped away as he got her into her pajamas and ready for bed.

Fast forward an hour or so. I begin to get up from the couch, and the following conversation unfolds:

L: “MaMum, where you going?”

Me: “I’m going to wash my face, honey.”

L: Touching my face, just outside my mouth, “Oh, you have macaroni and cheese there?”

The innocent mind of a child. Sometimes I wish I could bottle her up and keep her this way forever.

you.

I’ve found myself thinking a lot lately about how things are different …

  • About how I hardly ever do a load of laundry by myself. You’re always there to put the clothes in the washer, watch me pour the detergent, and to pour the OxiClean and Unstopables in for me. And I know I can’t push even one button on the washer or dryer because “YiYee do it.” You always seem to come running when it’s time to put the clothes in the dryer, too. I love that you always tell me that they’re cold and heavy.
  • About how differently you play. We went to the park today for the first time since October (I know this because you weren’t using the potty yet … but you are for sure, now!). You’re much more confident, and also much more curious. And your feet can finally use the pedals on your bike! (P.S. – You wore your helmet for the first time, too! You fought a little bit the first time, but we didn’t even get a peep from you the second time!)
  • About how often I cook with you – whether you’re sitting on the counter just watching, standing on your step stool trying to get into something you shouldn’t, peeking through the oven window, or getting messy by helping me pour, stir, and roll. I love these times together.
  • About just how grown up you’ve become. Our conversations are just that – conversations. You’ll tell me things you’ve done at “Ms. Lucy’s” when I ask, but you’ll also recount memories from days prior that even I don’t remember. You’ll point out how things are similar. And just yesterday, you walked outside and noticed the amazing sunrise. You turned to me and said, “See pink, MaMum?” Just so you know, my heart melted right then and there. What you shared with me that morning was so much more than just a sunrise.

As each phase comes and goes, I always think it can’t get any better than this.

Yet somehow, it always does.

lil’s pics …

My Dada & MaMum got me one of those boring kid-friendly cameras for my birthday – it’s a whopping 1.3 megapixels. Thrilling!

Curious about what life looks like through my 2-year-old eyes? Wonder no more! Here are some of my best shots of 2011 …

My life … it’s all castles, rainbows, and pink skies.

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My self-portrait, peeps.

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My pink Christmas tree. With Steelers ornaments.

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This is my MaMum and my dog. I had to dress MaMum up with a flower necklace – she was lookin’ a little rough.

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MaMum and Blue Bear. They’re silly!

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A girl can dream, right? Check out these glasses!

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My Dada’s choo-choo on the shelf. I love choo-choos.

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Dada’s driving somewhere. Look at his shirt – think it was Labor Day, 4th of July, or Memorial Day? His seat needed some pizzazz.

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Um, I think this is my MaMum on the potty! That’s funny!

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My view – through the sunroof. I think.

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Dada shaving!

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MaMum’s crazy shoes at my party.

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My cousin … I gave him a crazy hat! <3 I think he’s eating a strawberry. Mmm …

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Watch for more of my amazing photography in 2012!!!

dance, mamum!

We’ve been doing a lot of dancing today. It started with the music playing in the bathroom this morning as I showered.

Mid-afternoon, we danced to Toy Story 3 – we love the part in the end credits where Jesse & Bullseye play the Spanish version of “You’ve Got a Friend in Me” and get Buzz to stop repairs on the cardboard rocket to dance with Jesse. “Get up, MaMum! Dance!”

Our third dance today was to a song playing on Lil’s Tag Junior. To be honest, I have no idea what the song was, but we danced! “MaMum, come here! Dance!”

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We’re not afraid to dance. In fact, it is usually my husband that gets the chance. Lil is a daddy’s girl for sure, and she asks him to dance much more frequently than she asks me. It broke my heart early on, but I’ve since realized just how important it is for them to bond. Instead of being jealous that it’s him dancing with her and not me, I’m proud that he just goes with it. So while they make their memories, I’m there to take it all in. Yep, I may have the best seat in the house!

planning in december for a party in may?

It’s true – our daughter’s birthday is in mid-May, and I started thinking about her 3rd birthday party 2 days ago.

Yep, it’s 4 1/2 months away.

We’re debating dates (Okay, there was no debate. I handed my husband a piece of paper with 3 dates on it – each of them with a little, itty bitty conflict – and asked him what he thought. He said, “I don’t care. You can decide.”). I’ve got a theme. Found the perfect envelopes for the invitations I’ll start designing. I’ve even started listing ideas and pricing snacks and favors.

But what makes this even worse is that I ordered the first “thing” today. It’s something I’ll need some time to work with, but still … her birthday is 4 1/2 months away.

Have I lost my mind? Or do I just love this stuff that much?

embarrassed in Wegman’s?

I’m sure every parent has stories – times when they were utterly embarrassed by their children. I’m not talking about the misbehaving in a restaurant, baby screaming, or spit-up on your shoulder type of embarrassment.

Nope, what I’m thinking of is much more fun embarrassing.

I’m sure Lily has done some of these things already, but I’ve got the worst memory around and can’t think of any at the moment. Or perhaps I’m blocking the memories … who knows. If I think of any, I’ll add them here as an update!

Anyway, I witnessed one couple’s embarrassment tonight, and I had to chuckle to myself. Standing in the dairy section at Wegman’s, I heard chatter behind me coming from a toddler. Though I didn’t see him, my guess is that he was no older than 4, but probably a bit younger. He was talking to his dad about baseball – it was a simple, innocent conversation that quickly went south. As his mom approached, he asked her in a not-so-inside-voice, “Mom, did you go fart?”

(Oh. My. Gosh.)

His question was followed by silence.

Obviously lacking the satisfaction he needed, the boy asked again, “Mom, did you fart?” Again, no answer. Upon asking a third time, his dad boldly replied, “Yes son, mom farted.”

I had to walk away; I was afraid of what would come next! I thought about turning around and telling them I was the mom of a 2-year-old, but I seriously don’t think I could have faced them without laughter. I can only imagine how that mom must have felt as the boy bellowed his question through the dairy department.

Parenting is beautiful.

While Lily has yet to ask me that question in particular, we have had some fun in public restrooms lately. Toddlers have no filter, so anything goes. I always laugh when she talks about what she’s done on the potty while there are other people in the restroom; so many times we’ve gotten a good chuckle! She also likes to make sounds; many times it echos, so she’ll shout, “Da do! Da do!” or “Ow! Ow! Ow!” Love it. Seriously, I have a hard time keeping my composure. It’s just so funny!

Oh yes! I remember one of my embarrassing moments! Just for you, here goes …

About a month ago, we were in Target with my two sisters. Goose, Lily and I had gone into the bathroom, while A was at the Cafe getting a drink. Lil and I went into the larger stall, and Goose was two stalls to our right. Lily had gone potty and I got my chance next. It had been several hours since any of us had seen a toilet, so we had to go! Lil is usually pretty cooperative, so I’d never had any reason to worry. Frankly, I didn’t expect this evening to be any different.

As soon as I sat down, she darted toward the stall door and opened it … to a bathroom of strangers! I have never laughed so hard! All I could do was yell through my laughter, “Oh my gosh, Lily! Close the door! Oh my gosh! Oh my gosh!” There were two people in the bathroom with us, and as I sat there on the toilet, stall door open, one of the women headed for the sink. I could see her in the mirror, and I think we were both totally embarrassed. Thankfully, she never looked up. I’m sure she knew what was going on.

After the excitement and a little hand-washing, too, we headed to the Target Cafe to meet A. As Goose and I filled up sodas at the fountain, a woman approached. “Are you the one with the little one in the bathroom? Because that was so funny!”

Yep, I know how that mom from Wegman’s feels … for sure. And honestly, I wouldn’t trade it for the world!!! My piece of advice for you? Take your toddler into the smaller stalls – they’re still close enough to grab them when they make a move for the stall door!