Fall-o-ween 2010

Each year, the park has Fall-o-ween festivities.  In the campground, there is trick-or-treating with almost every campsite participating. People go all out with decorating their site. One year Corey and I were judges of the campsites, which was fun. This year turned out to be even more fun, as we took Lily trick-or-treating for the very first time.

See the trepidation? Yes, this was, in fact, her first time at the rodeo.



It didn't take long and she figured it out. Grab a handful and say "tank cheeeew".



Pretty soon, we where having to hold her back from helping herself to seconds.



Here are just a few decorated campsites:





Here is the girl, chillin' like a villain on the way back to the nature center.



We had to cut our trick or treating short so we could get daddy to the Haunted Trail where he was wanted...




Did you take a close look at that bat on the poster?  The theme this year was "Dracula" and Corey was the title character.



Lily and I toured the trail during the friendly, daylight time. She wasn't scared in the least. It didn't hurt that she already knew all of the actors. We toured the trail with a nice family from the campground who had an especially cute mutt with a curly tail. Wish I'd gotten a photo of him.

Last few days

We went over and visited Gramma for a few days this week.  Grampa was out of town, so we had her all to ourselves.  Lily follows her around like a little puppy dog. Instead of calling her Gramma, like I've tried to teach her, she just calls her "Mom" with a little extra emphasis on the last "m". I assume she calls her this because that is what I call her, after all. This is alright with me. She usually calls me "Mommy" so Gramma can be "Mom" if Lily prefers. One bit of excitement came when Lily let herself out the front door and tried to take a little walk. I had ran to the bathroom for a second and hadn't even asked mom to keep an eye on her since there isn't that much for her to get into over there and we had safeguarded the staircase. Little did we know that Lily had mastered the door handles at their house! Yikes! Luckily mom discovered her just as she made a break for it.

Lily is going through a little vocabulary explosion these days, which makes it especially fun to take her places and see what she'll say.  She was able to point out "Wally" (my parent's dog), "Donkey", "egg", and lots of other things that I've already forgotten.  She also learned to flush the toilet while there, which I am afraid will not be as great for us, as she's going to be wasting a lot of water if we don't watch out.


On Friday, we went to a nearby orchard to get some apples and check out the animals. They had goats, which Lily seemed to like.



She and Gramma got to rock in a gigantic rocking chair, too.



Here she is, chillin' in the back seat on the way home to Indiana.

Hello

If I were trick-or-treating and someone had this pumpkin on their porch, I'd kiss them then and there.

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Getting down

Check out these moves. She loves this creepy skeleton dude from the Halloween stuff we pull out each year.



I hate the pacifier. We are trying to ween her from it, but she is pretty attached right now.

Jake-ey

I believe Jake was the very first toy we bought for Lily when we brought her home to Indiana.  He caught my eye at Target because he has a music box inside and plays a little tinkly lullaby when you wind him up.  As the music plays, his head moves in a very slow circle which sort of nuzzles into you if you are sleeping next to him.  The music tapers off very slowly, which is a really nice way to go to sleep.  Corey named him "Jake the giraffe" for whatever reason.  Over the past year and a half, Lily has grown ever more attached to him.  When she is getting sleepy, she'll start calling for him and roaming around the house looking for him. "Jake-ey, Jake-eeeeey" she'll say over and over.  When she finds him, she immediately pinches one of his ears or horns in between her thumb and forefinger and rubs his soft fur under her nose, holding him close with her other arm.  She rubs like this until she eventually falls asleep. Even while sleeping, she usually has quite a grip on poor little Jake.  When she wakes up, before she even sits up, she hands me Jake. Then she reaches out her arms for me.  She won't leave the crib without him.

Here she is with Jake at 3 months old.  Boy, does time fly.

As if she needed it!

On Friday, Lily ran from the living room to the bathroom and slammed the door shut. I went in after her and in the 20 seconds it took me to get to the door, she had reached into my makeup cabinet (the baby lock is broken), pulled out an old powder container and "powdered" her face. She then carried it over to Chloe the dog and attempted to powder her face, too. Here is what I found in the bathroom:







How can I be upset when she's that cute?

We recently noticed another funny thing she must have picked up from us. When she has something she likes and wants to save, she tucks it under her chin to hold it. The first time she did it, she had a little sucker from the grocery store and she was happily sucking on it in the back seat of the car. When I went to get her out, she quickly tucked it under her chin and held it in place while I removed her arms from the seat belts. While we were camping, she did the same thing with a half eaten marshmallow and later with a particularly nice looking plastic fishing lure (without hooks, of course).

Vintage cute

If we are friends on Facebook, you may have already seen this photo of Lily in the antique baby buggy, but if not, you can see a post on my business blog about it here.

She has been being so funny lately. Like one day when she pointed to my underwear and asked inquisitively, "diaper?".  Or anytime the toilet flushes she has to run in there, wave and say "see ya!" to whatever is going down the pipes. The other day, she kept pulling her pants down, running over to her little potty, sitting on it, grunting (as if she was straining to go) then jumping off. She did this over and over and over.

When she really wants something now, she draws the corners of her lips way back and says "peeeeeeeese" (please). How can you refuse that? She still says "Nanu nanu" and points, but it is usually followed by "peeeeeese".