Ride a Little Horsey!

Lily and I have been having the best time up in Colorado over the past few days. Visiting with Feddy, Kemo and GranFran has been so much fun. Lily Grace has been having the time of her life and is just mesmerized with all of this Mountain stuff. The air is so fresh and cool and we have been enjoying every moment of the outdoors especially since we don't get eaten alive by mosquitos!

From the moment we arrived on our airplane we have been going and going. Each day has brought with it a bunch of new experiences for the little one and she has been having a ball. It is so much fun to watch my daughter learn about the world. Having a baby just shows you how special each and every experience is. There is truly so much to tell, and I will, but for now I just have to show you Grandma Feddy's proud moment. The budding horse lover!



Lily got to ride on the big Bandit horsey today and she was so cute and had such a good time. Poor Bob is desperately hoping that she doesn't come home and smile sweetly with a "Daddy, I want a pony." If Feddy has anything to do with it, horses will be in Miss Lily's future, even if it is a special Grandma's house only treat (I think that's my Mom's secret plan to keep the baby coming back!)



What a little horsewoman.

Junior Baker

I love to bake. Well actually, I just love to cook and work in the kitchen. So it would just stand to reason that little Miss Lily would have to learn her way around the bowls, spoons and spatulas. Every evening around 5:30 we head on into the kitchen and get crackin' on whatever is on the dinner menu. She plays on the floor while I chop, stir and mix. Some days she has a ball while others she fusses and makes the cooking hour a challenging one handed effort. During some of the biggest baby fits, I try anything I can find to see if it will occupy her attention. Really anything other than sharp or hot objects work like a charm.



I think she has decided that helping me make cookies is the best. She took to the spatula and mixing bowl like she knew exactly what she was doing. Of course the entire concept of keep the "stuff" in the bowl and no, eating the bowl doesn't produce cookies is somewhat lost on her, but what a good helper!

She stirred, she banged, she squealed and she giggled. What a precious little girl.

These days when she isn't helping me bake, she is starting to pull up on pretty much everything she can get the leverage on.



She started with the laundry baskets and then discovered the side of the tub. Of course, she can only stand with help and a firm spread eagle foundation, but oh she is getting so big.