Toast

Today I had a shower with a piece of toast. I think I've reached my pinnacle of tolerance. Toast. Seriously - what was I thinking?

I'll tell you what I was thinking... Peace. Lily usually has a shower with me on the weekends. She sits on the ground, plays with the shaving cream, pretends to wash her hair.

We had a playdate this morning at 11. I slept in until 9:30 and Lily was STILL SLEEPING! We had to be out of the door by 10:45 and I still had to make some muffins for the playdate (from scratch - thank you very much), feed both of us breakfast, shower and dress both of us, pack her bag and her lunch, and pick up a coffee to feed my full-borne coffee addition. Lily, on a whim, slept in until 10am (with a bedtime of 8 the night before). Actually, I had to WAKE her up at 10. I made the muffins while she slept, woke her up, fed her a bottle, then made her and I breakfast. I looked at the time. 10:30. DAMMIT! 15 minutes to shower, dress and leave.

I yanked her from her highchair mid breakfast and dragged her up to the shower with toast in hand. I turned on the shower and told her to put down the toast. Nope. Not gonna happen. So I tried to take it out of her hand. That would be a no on that one as well. Weighing my options, I could either deal with: 1. a tantrum or 2. soggy toast. The toast won. Tantrums take up too much time. So - that's how the toast ended in the shower this morning.

She still ate it, though. Mmmmmm. Sure glad she was blessed with my less than stellar short-term memory...

L

The Phone Call

Today I had my first real conversation with Lily on the phone. Our usual phonecalls consists of my making an ass of myself, shootin' the one-year-old shit to a phone long abandoned by Lily, who usually squeals into the phone when she hears my voice, throws the phone down and runs to the other side of the room. (sounds ominous, eh?)

Driving home from work today, I phoned home to get the lowdown from Jason. Jay was in the garage with Lily. She loves the garage. Who doesn't?

She was put on the phone immediately and our very first convero went something like this: Note that all capitalized words indicate that she was YELLING into the phone.

M: Hi Lily Baby!!
L: LILY!!
M: How was your day?
*Silence*
M Did you see Granpa and Granma today?
L: BUMPA!!
*778* Dial tone

I phone back. Lily is back on the phone.

M: Hi Baby!!
L: BABY BABY
M: Are you in the garage with Papa?
L: PAPA! PAPA! PAPA!
M: What are you doing?
*Silence*
*Squeals, drops phone and runs off*

I phone back again. I just want to find out if Jay needs anything before I get home. No such luck - she's back on the phone.

M: Hello Lily!
L: HELLO HELLO! HELLO! LILY! LILY!
M: Are you in the garage with Mr. Sun? (there's a sun pinata in our garage)
L: MI SAH (Mr. Sun)
M: Are you reading a book? (I'm reaching now - there's only so much we can talk about)
L: BOOK!!!!
M: K. Cool. Bye bye Lily. Where's Papa? Put Papa on the phone.
L: BYE BYE!! COOL!! COOL!
*999444* Dial tone

Smart, right?

L

New Film

Lily's second feature film.

In the fast-paced, risky business of sales, Lily is at the top of her game.

In her little world - it's Sell.

Or die trying.

Lily is...

Closing the Deal.

Shark in the Tub

Lxo