Lily’s Dailies

It is hard for me to continue with the regular updates. It seems that life catches up too quickly, and I don’t have enough time during the day (or night) to remember to update the site with Lily’s latest adventures. I did want to quickly pop in to show you an example of what she is like now, a solid 2-year-old little lady with a mind of her own, and the intelligence that strikes us every which way we turn. At this rate, she will outsmart and outwit us by the time she’s 4. We’re in trouble. :) And yet, we wouldn’t have it any other way.

Lily is learning how to put meaning to her rote counting. She can meaningfully count to 5 now (meaning, she knows what the number “5″ means instead of it just coming after 4 and before 6). She can recognize and read brand new words every week, though most of the time she is reluctant to say a new word out loud to us. When she does try to read new words, sometimes she gets them wrong but we catch her sounding it out with phonics that she knows. It’s amazing to see her grow.

They say toddlers come up with the most amazing things, and yet we often don’t have evidence of this because the day goes by so fast. Before we know it, she will be 3, 4 and so on, and we’d have forgotten the little amazing things she “used” to tell us when she was just 2. So I’ve made it a point to record them on my facebook every so often. I wanted to show you some of the collection now.

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Lily: “Let’s go to the playground, Mommy!”
Mommy: “We’re going to go shopping first, baby.”
Lily: “AAAANNNDDDD go to the playground!!”

I think this whole “but” to “and” therapeutic training is working too well with this little one. :P

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That’s sweet: Lily will eat pretty much anything that is grown in our back yard. “I pick it, and eat it!!”

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Lily: “I’m a girl, Mommy!”
Mommy: “Yes, you are! What am I?”
Lily: “Mommy’s a mommy.”
Daddy: “What’s Daddy?”
Lily: “Daddy’s a daddy.”

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August 16th, 2010:

She’s been in bed for about an hour now, and she’s still singing the bedtime song to herself. “It’s beeeeddtime now, it’s beeeeeddtiiime now. My oh myyyy it’s beeeddtime now.” Yeah, we know, baby. :P

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Lily: “Maybe we go to the playground today, Daddy? It’s not hot anymore.”

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Mommy: “Are you a girl?”
Lily: “NNoooo…”
Mommy: “Are you a boy?”
Lily: “Nnoooo…”
Mommy: “Hmmm… what are you, then?”
…Lily: “Lily!!!” (pronounced: “Yee-yee!”)

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August 16, 2010:

During tonight’s routine of bedtime hugs and kisses for Daddy, Lily Bean promptly said, after kissing her Daddy’s face, “Daddy, you need to shave again. There hair growing here!”

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*crash, bang, bang*
Mommy: “Lily, what are you doing?”
Lily: “Making a mess, Mommy! Go away!”

This does not bode well.

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I love how each night at bedtime, when we’re cuddling in the dark right before I tuck her in, she recounts the whole day to me, and what she would like to do for the next day. Last night, she recounted what we did at Harrison and Cultus Lake.

“And Uncle Tom (Tom Edwards) said, ‘You can DO it, Chelsea!!!’”

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Lily: “What’s that, Daddy?”
Daddy: “That’s your belly button.”
Lily: “How that happen???”
Daddy: “Hmm.. I don’t know?”
Lily: “Something in your tummy, Daddy?”

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September 1, 2010:

Tonight at
bedtime, her bunny “bubby” talked to her.

Lily as Bubby: “Lily, let’s play!”
Lily: “Bubby, it’s bedtime.”
…Bubby: “We play
tomorrow, Lily?”
Lily: “Yes, Bubby. You have to listen to Mommy. It’s
bedtime now. Nooo more playing until tomorroowwww..!”
Bubby: “Okay, Lily! We listen to Mommy!”

Imagine this conversation with Bubby’s voice very, very high-pitched. Heh.

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September 2, 2010:

During bedtime tonight, Miss Lily Bean and I were talking about our day, and suddenly she farted. Big pause. Then…

Lily: “Mommy, Lily farted.”
Mommy: “Yup, that you did.”
Lily: “… hehhee.. it was LOUD…”
…Mommy: “Yup, it was!”
Lily: “Excuse me, Mommy… Pardon me!”

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Lily: *WHIINEEEE EEEE SQUEEAAK!!! Wah wah waahh*
Daddy: “What’s wrong?”
Lily: “I want a hug. I’m sad now!”

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And there ya have it. A snippet or six of some of Lily’s awesome conversational skills with us. We are so lucky to have her. Everyday is amazing, and everyday is a struggle, and everyday is a reward.

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September 5, 2010:

This morning, while I was cleaning up in the kitchen area, Lily went running down the hall into our library room, where all her books are.

Mommy: “Lily girl, where are you going?”
Lily: “I’m going over here, make a big mess, Mommy! See you later!”
Mommy: “….” *follows her*
…Lily: “No no no! Mommy go clean up! Mommy stay over there!!”

Again, this does not bode well.