Friday, April 18, 2014

More Lucy

As soon as I start documenting funny things Lucy says, I remember more...

Double Stroller
Lucy: Mama, are we going slow, medium or fast?
Me: We are going medium (running, and I assure you this is accurate).
Lucy: I want to go fast!
Me: I don't think I can go any faster than this, Luce.
Lucy: Of course you can, Mama. Just try. You can do it!

Lucy was messing around outside while I did some yard work and I spotted a rather large branch she had been carrying around, that miaraculously had not gouged her or sher ister's eye out yet. I try to sneak it away when she says: "Mama, don't take that branch, it's my destructive."

Potting Plants
We spent a good portion of last Saturday potting plants and Lucy helped by watering them once they were potted, she's carrying on with her job when I hear out of her mouth, "Awww man, I watered Lucy!" See the picture below...

Wednesday, April 16, 2014

Lucy's world

Some of the gems out of Lucy's mouth lately... *

Paul: Lucy, don't you think this is a delicious dinner mama made?
Lucy: Yah dad, I totally love it.

Car ride:
Our family on the way home from my parents house for dinner.
Lucy: Dada, will you roll my window down, please?
Paul: Lucy, it's kind of cold, I don't think we are going to roll the windows down right now.
Lucy: But dada, I can't see the world!

Poop is a major topic of conversation in our house; no poop of Lucy's goes unannounced, un-discussed or unacknowledged.  With that...
Lucy: Mama, I gotta go poop.
Me: OK, Luce. Let me know when you are ready to wipe and I will come in there.
Lucy: (Runs to the bathroom and pauses...) OK. Want to know how I know I need to poop? I keep tooting like this...(LONG PAUSE...index finger pointing in the air indicating I am to wait...some grunting on her part...and what do you know, she squeezes out a toot on command...)
Lucy: See? I do need to poop.

Conversation(s) at 3 AM:
Sleeping...  Sleeping... Sleeping...  Paul goes to her room because Lucy had called for him in the middle of the night (not normal).  He's laying with her when she sits up in her bed and exclaims:
Lucy: Dada, when the peaches are ripe, can we eat them?

Another night I was in her room in the middle of the night because she had a cold and was coughing a lot. Finally, after water and propping up pillows I resorted to medicine.
Me: Lucy, I'm going to go get you some medicine, I will be right back.
Lucy: Mama, I want the orange stuff.
Me: No, I think we need the purple medicine right now.
Lucy: Oh purple, delicious, it tastes like grape!

Me: Hey Lucy, what do you want for breakfast?
Lucy: Mom, I said oatmeal.
Me: Oh, sorry, I didn't know you had decided.
Lucy: Yes. I told you like 120 times!

*(And yes, we are completely ignoring the amount of time that has passed since the last post.)

Wednesday, February 5, 2014

Radio Silence

"Uh, is this thing on?"

Well, life here at the Dillon household is most definitely "on" it's just that the recording of said life is not quite as "on" as I would like for it to be. A lot has happened since I last reported...

Savannah turned 10 months old! Most notably by her 10 month birthday, she had finally (FINALLY) cut her first tooth and she started pulling to standing. She's also still cute, yes.
We celebrated Christmas. Seven Christmases to be exact. Yup. Seven. My first very honest thought is: deep sigh. That's a LOT of Christmases and they are exhausting for sure. But my very next thought is: lucky, lucky us. We have that many family members around us that we get to celebrate with. And that second thought is the one that sticks around for longer, after the exhaustion of the celebrations has passed, the memories are what hang around. It was a wonderful Christmas (or seven) and as the girls get older the holidays get better and better.

New Years Eve came and went. Paul and I celebrated with our good friends Allison and Chris in Kansas City. It was a very fun night out and we were appropriately punished the next day. Well worth it, we said.
Then, (wow, I've been off-line for a while...) Savannah turned 11 months! She cut a few more teeth and started taking teeny, tiny steps while holding on to the coffee table or someone's hands. At this point she still doesn't seem too interested in walking on her own; she crawls quickly and for now that seems to be good enough for her! Although her growth chart will likely not show the results of her new eating habits (she is still smaller than many babies much younger than she is), she is typically the first one to the table (high chair) for food and outlasts the rest of us. That's a big statement in this house... Black beans, sweet potatoes, pears and CARBS are her favorite - bread, pasta, Cheerios, rice, etc. She loves carbs. And who can blame her? She is also still always happy, happy, HAPPY. See the picture below; we don't even have to do anything  special to get that nose-scrunching-genuinely-happy-ear-to-ear-grin. People comment all the time on her calm, cool and smily demeanor. We are doing SOMETHING right! Or maybe she's just happy. Probably the latter, and that's ok with me. In fact, we should all take notes. She's happy just because she's happy. Unless her older sister grabs a toy out of her hand (what, Lucy?! Never!) and then you will hear that her set up pipes indeed works. I think that little game they play is good for both of them.

I will try to get back to regular updates. No promises. I intentionally didn't make this one of my resolutions! (Insert evil laughter here.)