Back.

Billy left for work this morning and said, "Um, your daughter is sleeping on her stomach." Then he giggled (yep) and went to work.

I got up an hour and a half later and she certainly was asleep on her tummy. This is a first for her...we always put her down on her back. And lately, in her sleep, she's repositioned herself on her side, if that.

But today, sleeping...nay, SNORING on her front. Sigh. She's getting so big SOOOO FAST!

She's such a joy...such a gorgeous, sweet personality. I love how she loves.

This has nothing to do with this...but last night, I found a huge piece of platic in my Raisin Nut Bran! What the crap was THAT about?? It was the size of a lime!! CRAZY!!

Ears.

T-Day. We survived! We were supposed to travel to Kansas on Wednesday...but Lily was acting sick on Tuesday (as was I), so we both went to the doc on Wednesday morning - just to be safe.

Well, we were safe, alright! Lily has another ear infection and I have some sort of upper respiratory thing. I asked the doctor if we should still take Lily out of town for four days?
If you think it's worth the risk, he said.
Sigh. Billy did not think it was.
He wanted to be sure we got well, so we didn't go out of state. Lily and I got some very strong antibiotics and went to bed early on Wednesday night.
We did get invited to an in-state turkey dinner, for which we were very grateful. Especially since it didn't require as much driving and we had a place to crash when nap-time came. (Which we DID.) Lily seemed to feel good, which we were grateful for...and though I coughed my way through the weekend, I didn't get worse. WOO HOO!

Despite the messed up plans, I'm so grateful for what we have. Who knows what God was keeping us safe from by keeping us home? No one knows why things happen or why our plans get knocked aside when they don't coincide with His plans.

I'm just glad she's better. I'm glad the entire weekend was low-key and restful. I'm glad for doctors and medicine and for health insurance. I'm glad for impromptu invitations which meant we weren't stuck eating Micky D's on Thanksgiving. I'm glad for sweet family who understands that sometimes plans go awry. I'm very glad for family who understands when we just hide out in our little warm house.

I'm just plain thankful. Thank You!

She is huge.

I cannot believe how much she has grown. I cannot believe my cousin has not seen her yet.

Today I drove to Walmart at lunch and since her daycare was right there, I stopped. (I didn't have a planned stop there today because she had all the milk she needed! Woo hoo!)

When I picked her up, she immediately wrapped her little arms around my neck and planted her big fish mouth on my cheek and squealed. This is her new thing and I need to get Billy to take a picture of it.

"Love grows where my Lily Blue goes and nobody knows like me..."

Math sucks.

TO EVERYONE WHO CONTACTED US ABOUT OUR LACK OF MATHMATICAL INTELLIGENCE:

OUR APOLOGIES...APOLOGIES ALL AROUND!!

If you didn't already know, we're stupid. Stooooooo-PID.

Yesterday I posted that our Lily was about to be SIX months old.

Well, technically, I was going by my "baby birthday ticker" at the bottom of this page. Scroll down.

Yesterday, it said our baby was five months, three weeks and four days old. Which would make Lily Six months on Monday.

HOWEVER. When I looked at it this morning, SOMEONE (heh) entered the date wrong and if you scroll down now you'll see it is correct.

So, you guys were right.
We were wrong.
AGAIN.

I hope zombies eat your big, delicious brains!!
hee hee

Ickles.

Firsts are fun to see...except sickness.
We have our first cold/ear infection. It really doesn't seem to bother her, but when she can't breathe and she coughs, it bothers ME.

I asked the doctor about a hundred times, "Did I not feed her right?" "Should I have kept her inside?" "I had to supplement formula one day, was that wrong??"
I'm pretty sure he wanted to slap me. I wanted to slap me.

She likes the pink stuff medicine and takes it well. It's not affecting her eating at all...except she's not wanting to be spoon fed at all. She'll be fine.
After all, this is ONE of many ickle sickies.

Tigrrrrrrr!

Here's our "Tiger" Lily!
Thanks to SP for the costume! As you can see, I was graciously saved from having to suddenly grow a talent! YAY!

I love this picture of Lily...because like all of these pictures, it perfectly captures her "I really don't know what the heck is going on" face!

Halloween was very stressful for us. I guess it is for all parents of infants. But the traipsing around, showing her off became tiresome, FAST.
However, we did love seeing everyone and they loved seeing her.

Especially Andy Warhol:








Billy and I felt like very abusive parents, however, because after every visit, she promptly fell asleep in the car. *Sad Face*








Next year, we'll have a "trick or treat us" party so everyone can come see her.