someday I'll eat with chopsticks

We went out for sushi the other night with some friends. Lilly joined us, behaved relatively well and was the hit of the place when she picked up the chopsticks like an old pro. Thank goodness for cell phone cameras...

papa!

The language explosion has begun! It seems like every day Lilly has a new word she is blurting out. We are up to 14 now.

Before the family came out for the holidays, we were looking at pictures trying to teach Lilly everyone's names. This daily lesson usually occurred before dinner. Scrolling through the pictures, Lilly burst out with "papa" when she saw a photo of my dad. We were impressed. This was repeated upon their arrival, to much delight. However, just today, I walked into Lilly's classroom to see her on the toy phone ordering "papa". Confused, I asked her teachers. "Papa" turns out, doesn't just mean dad or grandpa, but food. No wonder she would persistently say "papa" when snacks were about.

Sorry Dad, but you and food hold an equal footing in Lilly's mind.

happy new year!

We spent a decidedly boring, LAMP-esque New Year's Eve at home. Friends out of town, overcooked beef stew for dinner, bottle of good wine finishing with a typical 10:30 pass out. I woke up at midnight hoping to see the ball drop in NYC, only to realize that we are in the central time zone and that I had missed it. Oh well.

Today we watched Wisconsin blow the possibility of a win despite hanging our Bucky flag proudly from our porch. Even Lilly got into the action sporting her "Sconnie" t-shirt. Boo. At least she looked good.