Easter Egg Hunt at Pops and SueSue's

Baby Cooper

Lucy LOVES hanging with Dad

Fun at Pops & SueSue's

All Smiles

Tulips

Bedtime

Bedtime usually happens in 1 of 3 ways:

1. HAPPY ROUTINE
Bath; pajamas; book; song; pray; kisses; tuck in babydolls; night night.





2. TOO TIRED TO CARE
We're out late; Lucy falls asleep in the car; we put her in bed, and with her eyes still closed, she says, "sing song."

3. FULL-OUT PROTEST
Bath; pajamas; book; song; the protest starts... "no lie down" or "I eat;" we try to keep going... pray; kisses; tuck in babydolls; she's climbing out of bed while we walk/run out of the room and close the door. Lucy is now on the other side sobbing. In full protest she takes off her bow and pushes it under the door. She eventually falls asleep on the floor, and we move her to bed a few hours later.

Happy

- Lucy asks to dance to "Getcha' Head in the Game" (High School Musical)
- At bedtime (or in the car) she says, "sing Praise Him."
- Sometimes we'll be playing then she'll smile and say, "I happy."
- The other day we were outside drawing with sidewalk chalk; Bryan wrote her name and said, "L-U-C-Y -- Lucy!" and then Lucy pointed to the letters and said "L-U-C-Y -- Ucy!" (We're still working on her L's.)
- If she's playing and falls, or if I ask her if she needs to go to the bathroom, she'll tell me with a very strong inflection, "I'm O-taay!"

Bear, Lucy, Sloan (& Cinderella movie)

Cinnamon Rolls at the Mecca

Baylor Friends

Ready

Stroller? Check. Baby? Check. Purse? Check. Cell phone and keys in purse? Check.

Pedicures and Cupcakes

(for my birthday)

Loves playing with Bear

Lucy LOVES Baby Collier

Born March 9th to Michael & Ali
(7 lbs., 3 oz. 20")

Go Bears

We visited Michael, Ali and Paul in Waco and watched the Baylor Men's basketball game (beat Texas 92-77).

Day 3

- Day 1: Lucy (sans diaper) has no clue what's going on. I'm no more than arms-length away from her all day and am getting good at noticing when she's going/about to go and picking her up and RUNNING her to the bathroom.

- Day 2: Lucy is not telling me before the act. Today is a total repeat of Day 1 except that I make the mistake of playing hide-n-seek with her (letting her get more than arms-length away). Hide-n-seek is really me sitting on the floor then Lucy running out of the room yelling "Hide me! Hide me!" She's gone 2 seconds then runs back before repeating. This time she runs back yelling, "Mommy! Mommy!" She was obviously pleased with herself, held my hand, took me to the spot and pointed. #2 (on the floor).

- Day 3: I'm not so hopeful this 3-day thing is going to work. She wakes up; I take off her nighttime pull-up, and she runs around in her t-shirt. We eat breakfast then she starts playing. Suddenly she throws down her toy, yells "Mommy! Mommy!" and runs straight to the bathroom. I couldn't believe it. And that's how the rest of the day went. I think she's got it (but I'll still keep an extra set packed in my purse).

No Dipes

- We're in day 2 of what I hope to be the "3-Day Potty Training" program.

- Lucy's pretty good at counting to 10.


- These are the snakeskin stilletos she consistently picks out for me to wear when we're leaving the house. She thinks they go great with my black yoga pants at the grocery store (she's got a little of my Grandma Maggie in her).

Chandra & I just high-fived

... (in a house full of Canadians) when the US tied the game with 30 seconds left. Lucy's in a win-win situation. Lucky girl.

The Whisper

Lucy's whisper is the funniest... one of our favorite things.

"I funny"

- If you make Lucy laugh, or if you're age 3 and under, or if you're a canine, Lucy will say, "Baby Jane funny" or "Chaco funny!" The other day she added herself to the list and said, with a proud smile and genuine heart, "I funny!" And she is.
- Lucy is like her Dad and loves airplanes; she points them out everytime she sees one. Then she'll say about 27 times in a row (with hand motions and lots of happy voice inflection), "where airplane go?!!"
- When Lucy wants to eat at Chick-fil-a, she says, "Mommy, eat cow."
- Lucy loves the Miley Cyrus/Hannah Montana song, "Butterfly Fly Away." She sings along, and when the next song comes on, she says, "uh-oh," then "Mommy sing." So now it's on repeat.
- About 2 weeks ago we were in a long line of cars at the top of a hill waiting at a red stoplight. The light changed to green, but we weren't moving, so she said, "Mommy, go!" (Of course I'm confident that she knows what the color green looks like and that it means go.)
- She can say her name (sounds like "Ucy") and can answer the question, "How old are you?" She says, "two," and then holds up 3-5 fingers.
- I put Lucy in bed for a nap and then was reading in the den. A few minutes later I heard her talking in the hall. I tried to warn her to not come back into the den and to go back to bed (before she got in trouble), but she only got louder and more persistent. I finally told her to come in. And in she walked. No shirt. No pants. No diaper. "Mommy, change diaper!"
- We used a non-family babysitter for the first time in Colorado. Lucy cried when we left, but we figured she would quit in 1 minute like she always does. When we got back and asked how she did, the sweet babysitter said she cried and hid under the bed. She finally wooed her out with a movie.
- Lucy loves wet wipes. She will empty my purse looking for them and then pull them out one by one. I even think she has a favorite brand ("nice 'n clean scented pocket-pak") because when she finds those she holds it up and laughs and puts it on her face and breathes in deep.
- Side Note: I know this is way too much writing, but this post is mostly for me :)

Lucy LOVES Baby Sloan

Sloan Abbie Macfarlan was born on February 8th at 8:06 a.m. (while we were in Colorado!)


7 pounds, 2 oz. She is the cutest!

Crested Butte, Colorado

We are in Crested Butte with Meredith & Kyle and Paige & Nathan, and their cute babies, "SC and Isaa," as Lucy calls them. We've loved it. We tried to put Lucy on skis but mostly she likes to play with SC and Isaa and play in the snow and sled.

Breaking the Law