One of These Things is Not Like the Other

This is what happens when you let a child spoon-feed themself. I can't quite recall how she managed to get cereal everywhere, but sure enough, it happened.

Lily has turned into a gigundo mama's girl within the past couple of weeks. She has always been especially attached to me, but I attributed it to me being her source of food. Recently, though, she wants me to hold her all the time. She cries if I put her down. She follows me all over the house and climbs my legs and clings to me like a limpet. While this is wonderful and flattering at times, it is difficult to get anything accomplished.

I continually marvel at how very different my girls are. Hannah was such a beautiful baby with gorgeous GIANT blue eyeballs, blonde hair and golden skin. She had a rumbling belly laugh that would set off anyone who heard it. She was very personable, loved attention and received lots of it. She would chatter your ears off, speaking in sentences by the time she was 16 months old.

Lily, while a cutie, doesn't have Hannah's belly laugh. She jabbers constantly, but doesn't say much beyond "Ma ma" "da da" and "eece" for please. Okay, she also says "Na nana" for Hannah. But, she has an engaging and effervescent personality. You can't help but be sucked in by the little elf =). She grins and bubbles constantly. She delights in each new discovery she makes and finds animals--in particular the guinea pigs, dogs and cat--outrageously hysterical. Her favorite stories are "Dinosaur's Binkit" and "Doggies" by Sandra Boynton and she giggles and giggles and giggles as you read them.

There are so many wonderful differences in my two daughters and I'm so blessed to have them in my life =). I'll keep my fingers crossed these differences lead to more peace/less fighting as the girls grow older. However, I'm not holding my breath...

Good Bye, Laurie

I attended Laurie's funeral today. About 15 of us went from school around 11:15 today. We came together as a school and worked together to cover each other's classes.

The service with poignant and uplifting. But, as is the case with most funerals, it was also very sad. I'm a very empathetic person, and I feel so much. I could feel the tension and sadness all around me and it added to my grief. I think I'm one of those people who could go to a funeral for someone I don't know and would still grieve. I'm always so devastated by the loss of life as well as the family's grief.

They called the service a "Homegoing" and I found that appropriate. While Laurie's earthly life was celebrated, her faith in Christ and the Lord was the focus of the day. There was much celebrating and rejoicing Laurie's going to be with the Lord.

I came out energized if sad. I also thought that one of the greatest ironies of life is that you never have an opportunity to know just how many lives you touch. Those of us there were able to see just how many people had been affected to the positive by having known Laurie. It was inspiring to witness.

I'm ashamed to say this, but I'm glad this is behind me. I dread funerals and I'm ready to move past this. I'll miss Laurie and I'm so happy I had her in my life. I pray her family and friends find relief from their grief and find comfort in the knowledge she is no longer in pain. I pray they will find some peace this holiday season.

My Favorite Things Part II

Miss Lily is definitely one of my favorite things! Miss Big Girl is now able to stand unassisted for about 30 seconds to a minute. She even took a tentative step last night! She is also very quiet and sneaky. Last night, when she began sliding all her food off her tray, Brien told her, "No, Lily. Don't throw food off your tray." She watched him closely for a few moments, quietly grabbed a handful of the food she had left, put it on the table, and then threw it on the floor. Hm, maybe Daddy should be a little more specific about throwing food.

This evening, I was sitting on the couch, B was on the loveseat talking on the phone, and Han was watching Charlie Brown. I looked up, realizing at that point Lily was no where to be found! Then, I heard these strange, soft thudding noises coming from the stairs! We have a baby gate at the bottom of the stairs, but it's only as good as the people who use it. Someone *cough* *cough* *Hannah* left it open...

Lily is a very sly kind of busy. She will watch you and then do what you have expressly told her NOT to do. She's going to need some careful wathching...


And, finally, my other two honeys snugglin'.


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Here are a couple of darkish photos of Hannah from last night. She was SO excited to decorate the Christmas tree. She has been going around this evening telling the Christmas story and the birth of Christ. In spite of all the commercialism, Hannah still knows the true meaning of Christmas.


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Mom, do you remember these guys??

Rest In Peace

As much as I love and adore Christmas and the march to the 25th, it's been a very difficult day. The day began positively enough. We had a two hour fog delay--I can not remember the last time I saw such dense fog--with fog blanketing fields, highways and water. It was the type of fog you just can't drive out of. After traveling for 35 miles I was still in the thick of it.

I arrived at work at my regular time, hoping to get some work done in the classroom. Instead, I was asked to please call my grade level and see if I could get them to come in for a faculty meeting at 9:15. One of our Marshall family had passed away Saturday and we needed to come together as a family and grieve and make plans.

Laurie was young. She had been diagnosed with a very aggressive form of breast cancer four years ago and had been told it was in remission. Last summer, right after school started, the cancer was back. Laurie had chemo, lost all her hair, and yet came to work every day she was physically able. She was always positive, upbeat, and interested in the lives of others, choosing not to dwell on her health.

In July of this year the oncologist once again proclaimed Laurie to be in remission. It was not to last. The cancer came back yet again this past month. Laurie was determined to battle and win yet again. But, no matter how willing the spirit, the body was so weak from all the fighting she had already done, it wasn't to be. Laurie had a chemo treatment Friday and passed away Saturday.

I will miss so many things about her. Her smile. Her positive attitude. Her caring for others, especially our children. All the hard work she put forth to make our school a safe, caring and happy place for our children to be.

May God be with her family in their time of sorrow and need. May he be with us, her grieving school family, as well. Rest in peace, Laurie.

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Just a few moments ago, while I was typing out another post, Brien and I heard a tremendous scratching/kicking noise coming from Moose's cage. Brien being braver than I went to investigate what the silly rabbit was up to.

Instead of chastising him for his goofy, clownish behavior, Brien wound up comforting him. He said Moose was in a bad way and he petted and stroked him softly as he passed on. I'm absolutely devastated by this. We're not sure what the cause of death was, we only know he is no longer with us.

I could just cry. Again.

It's been a very difficult day.

A Few of My Favorite Things

My favorite things other than my family of course =).

Below are some of my favorite ornaments. Some are from my childhood, others from my married life. All are significant and have a special meaning to me.

(I appologize in advance for the blurred quality to some of the images. Those pictures I took with the flash on wound up washed out and lost much of their finer details. However, pictures taken without a flash in low light often wind up fuzzy.)

This is an ornament Hannah made at Melanie's house last year. She is such a cutie pie and delighted in finding just the perfect spot for each ornament she hung.


This is a beautiful egg-shaped ornament Brien and I purchased from World Market the year Hannah turned one. I was immediately drawn to it and couldn't resist purchasing it.

This little tin and the little wheeled ornaments are from my childhood. I vividly remember putting them out every year. I always wanted them to sit on the piano.

This blurry little dolly was given to me by my daddy, Papa. He gave me quite a few ornaments through the years, but for some reason this little one meant the most to me. I remember Jessie's had brown hair. Actually, through much of our childhood, Jessie was given dolls with brown hair, or the pink clothing while I was given dolls with blonde hair or the blue clothing. Same went for our clothing as well. Many a time I had a blue sweater and Jessie had the same one in pink.

Ah, the little fat-cheeked mousie. Nana and Pop found this ornament during Han's first Christmas. She was such a little porker with the most amazingly fat cheeks and this little guy looked just like her! =)

Another ornament from my childhood. My Auntie Robbie made this one for me in 1978. He has been broken and repaired, but he is still one of my special possessions.

The "crystal" heart. If I'm not mistaken, Mom was given this little heart as a gift. She had this and a beautiful clear, colorless glass bell. Every year Jessie and I would jockey to see who would have the privilege of placing the bell on the tree and who would get the heart. When we were dividing up the ornaments, Jessie choose the bell and I got the little heart. Hannah thought it would look best in front of a red light =).

I know this image is very dark, but that blob up there is a mushroom. When my Uncle Richard, my mom's uncle, passed away, we inherited all of his Christmas decorations. He and Aunt Mildred had had no children, but they really must have done Christmas up right. There were TONS of glass balls, some interesting odds and ends, and a turnip and a mushroom. Initially we were baffled (okay, I'm still a little nonplussed by them) but we embraced them nonetheless. Jessie got the turnip and I'm the proud owner of the mushroom. Brien and I hang it next to last every year, just before the angel at the top of the tree.


Oh, the little ceramic bear. Another childhood ornament. When I was a child, there was a crafts fair right around Labor Day every year at a nice man made lake named Claytor Lake. One year we encountered a booth selling a variety of ceramic animals including chickens, rabbits, sheep, cows, pigs, and bears. Each one had some lovely painted details and the cutest little ribbons tied in tiny little bows glued at their necks.

And, finally, here's my tree, all decorated and sitting in its corner. As I sit here typing, Vince Guaraldi's soundtrack to "A Charlie Brown Christmas" is playing "Christmas Time is Here." I'm sitting in the glow of about 1500 lights and loving every minute of it. Mom, are there enough lights on the tree? Will you come and visit me for Christmas?

Holiday Decorating Part I

This is what I have accomplished so far. I have put away all family photos, knick knacks, doo dads and gee gaws and have put out my holiday candles and snowman collection. Let me preface this by saying I didn't realize I had a snowman collection, but as I was putting out my kitschy decorations I found I did. Who knew??



This is one of the little shelves above my piano. The little Santa on the left is a "smoker" my in-laws brought me from Germany. One of my biggest pet peeves is smoking. I can NOT stand cigarette smoke and my nose is highly sensitive to it. My father, grandmother and stepfather were all HUGE smokers and I can't stand the smell of it anymore. In fact, if I'm in my car and there is a smoker in the car in front of me, I'll turn my a/c system on recirculate to keep the smell out of my car.

Therefore, in theory I object to the little guy. However, he's so cute and he's a decoration, so I let him be (and have a quick discussion with Hannah about why smoking is BAD!). He's a two-part little guy; legs and torso/head. You put a little incense cone on the legs and ignite it. You then put the hollowed out torso on the legs and smoke comes out a little hole in his mouth.

The fragrance of the incense always triggers childhood memories of visiting my grandparents. Almost every summer, Jessie and I would spend a week with Grammy and Grandfather. Grandfather would burn incense once or twice a day, leaving that sweet, smoky, almost cloying fragrance hanging in the air. Now, when I burn my little incense cones in my smoker, I think of Grandfather.


Jessie commented upon how tied into traditions I get. It's true. One of my favorites is lighting candles on Christmas Eve. When I was a child, we would have all these beautiful candles lined up on the piano, and other flat surfaces and I would be so eager for them to be lit. Mom always made me wait. And, being a mom, she was absolutely right--anticipation made the candle lighting that much sweeter.

As an adult however, I no longer have to wait. Sure, the anticipation makes the candle lighting special, but I burn candles year round now, so waiting seems rather silly. The little blue kitty candle holder in the picture above is from my childhood. In fact, I think I've had it since I was seven or eight years old. When Jessie and I got married Mom went through all her Christmas decorations and we divvied up our childhood memories, which I'll post about tomorrow. One of the items that we were given were our candle kitties. Jessie's was pink and mine blue. And, I still put mine out every year because I can't imagine Christmas Eve without it.

One of my major indulgences every year is a real tree. Yes, I'm killing a tree. Yes, it costs us many duckets every year. Yes, it would be more convenient to have a pre-lit artificial tree. But, I can't make myself do it. I love the smell and look of the tree. I took this same attitude and applied it this year to my garland.

Every year I add one or two items to my holiday decor and this year it was garland for the railings. Last year I didn't do much decorating beyond the tree, as I was almost nine months pregnant and as big as a hoose end (did I spell that right, Paul??). This year, because we have that magnificent "bridge" with all that railing, I was ready to get out the garland. I really wasn't that impressed with the artificial garland, and neither was Brien. They just looked too artificial to us. We found this Frasier fir greenery as we were looking for our tree and we both agreed it was perfect. (Mom, in case you are wondering, I made the bows!!)


Alas, that is the extent of my decorating so far. This little love seat is unusable until we get the ornaments on the tree. That is the side of Christmas decorating no one talks about--the-house-has-exploded-Christmas-all-over-it look. Normally I do every bit of my decorating in one day so I don't have to live with the clutter. This year the stuff has been out for three days and I feel like I'm going nuts! I can not wait for all the boxes, bins and tins to be back in the closet where they belong! The homeyness of Christmas decor will be all that is left behind. =)

It's the Most Wonderful Time...

...of the year!!!
Not only was today the big 3-0, but it also ushers in the Christmas season. At least it does for me. And my husband, being the long suffering, patient human being he is, tolerates it. I'm sure many would say I go overboard, but I just LOVE the spirit of the holidays.

My father really epitomized the meaning of Christmas. He loved to give more than anyone I have ever met. I'm the same. I get more pleasure from sitting back and watching others open their gifts than in opening my own. I love everything this holiday season is supposed to be about. For me, this is the time of year for warm fuzzies and for family. It's a time to be more patient with and kind to fellow man. I love to put on the Christmas CD's, sit in the living room with the fire in the fireplace and the lights out with the Christmas tree on.

In the coming weeks we'll decorate the house, make candy and cookies--mmmm, fondant, purchase gifts, wrap gifts, write letters to Santa, make Santa cookies, sing carols, and in general be festive and happy.

So often it seems others get bogged down in the holidays. I hear, "I have to do" this and "I have to do" that. If you feel as if you "have to" do something, maybe you shouldn't. Step back and think about what is the true meaning of the season for you? Are you doing it because it is what is expected? Or are you doing it because you want to?

For me total immersion in the sights, sounds and smells is the only way to go. I have fragrant candles everywhere--particularly Pier 1's cranberry citrus, which they have discontinued boo hoo hoo, and cinnamon--Willams Sonoma mulling spices simmering on the stove and cookies in the oven. Additionally, I can't imagine Christmas with an artificial tree. You must have a real tree for the fragrance. It's a little inconvenient, but totally worth it. Yet, isn't that what the majority of Americans seem to want--convenience? I think that's why the holidays bother so many, it's an inconvenience to their normal routine.

We live very near some prime outlet shopping. I avoid them like the plague between Black Friday and Christmas. Not only is parking limited, most of the consumers are mean, grumpy, nasty and yucky. They would just as soon spit on you or bump into you. It's heart breaking. Here are all these people with their "I have to" attitude, all looking for the best deal (now, I like a bargain as much as the next girl, but come on!) and all knowing they are the most important person out there. Seriously, what makes you more important than me??? They are not fun to be around and I choose not to subject myself to a bunch of Grinches.

Christmas has become even more fun with children in the house. With kids, I have an excuse to watch "A Christmas Story" once a day from now until Christmas. Don't you just LOVE Ralphie?? I watch and watch and it never grows old =). "White Christmas", "A Charlie Brown Christmas", "How the Grinch Stole Christmas" and "Rudolph" with Burl Ives as the snowman, all join the ranks of movies to be watched and re-watched. Of course, to me, Christmas really is for the children, so much of what I do is for Hannah and Lily in the hopes of them having wonderful warm fuzzy memories of Christmas, like I do.

I'm sure I could go on and on about how special this time of year is for me, but Ralphie is about to send nuts flying through the air and utter the "f dash dash dash word". In the coming month you will all be subjected to my joy and exuberance of the season--I apologize in advance.

Happy Happy Thanksgiving

These are the things I'm thankful for! I'm thankful for Miles and his silly boy self. I'm thankful for Kelsey and her mother hen ways. I'm thankful for Hannah and her drama queen antics. I'm thankful for Lydie and her sunny little disposition. These babies are what it's all really all about for me.

We had a lovely meal with Brien's sister, Jen and her family, and Mom and Dad. We arrived around 11:00 and Jen had prepared a gorgeous appetizer spread. There was hot crab dip (oh so yummy!), butternut squash soup, hot sweet potato biscuits with cranberry butter and mini ham and cheese quiches. Really, who needed dinner?

Dinner was at 2:30 and was the usual fixin's--turkey, yeasty rolls, stuffing, mashed potatoes, gravy, potato salad (usual if you're Brien's family =) ), cranberry relish and turkey. There was also a yummy side dish of bacon brussel sprouts and glazed carrots. So delicious!

Reflecting back on the day, I have to say there are so many things I'm thankful for. I'm thankful for family and the fact we are so close--both physically and emotionally. I'm thankful I have a reliable means of transportation and the money with which to fill my gas tank whenever I need to. I'm thankful I have food to fill me to overcapacity when I choose to be gluttonous because the food is so delicious.

I'm thankful Brien's family seems to love me as much as I love them. I have heard so many horror stories about in-laws and I have to say I have none. From the moment I first began dating Brien they have accepted me as one of the family. All of them. Jen even gave me a birthday card proclaiming me her "sister". How wonderful and blessed am I to have this family?

I'm thankful my children have cousins they are close to and can grow up with. They are close to the same age and really enjoy each other like siblings--they fight like siblings as well!

I'm thankful we have electricity and clean running water.

I'm thankful I have eyes to see smiling baby faces and ears to hear laughter among family and friends.

I'm so very thankful I'm alive and healthy and blessed with this wonderful family.

I missed being with my mom and sister today. It's so hard to get married and join your family to someone else's. You merge family traditions, make your own and do what works for your new family. Brien and I have found it works best for us to alternate holidays and years. We spent Thanksgiving last year with my mom, so this year was with his parents. I'll see Mom for Christmas, but I did miss her today!

I'll leave you with some sounds from this evening as Lydia was playing with Lily while she had her evening meal.


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Thanksgiving Images

Pop's hat seems a little startled, what do you think??

Lily had a grand time exploring a slew of toys she doesn't have. I remember how much fun everyone else's toys seemed compared to my own "boring" toys. The grass is always greener, I guess...

Pop and Miles sitting at the kitchen table during dessert. We didn't have dessert until almost 6:00 as we were trying to let our 2:30 dinner settle up to that time.

Derek and Jocelyn supervise Kelsey, Miles, Hannah and Lydia as they tossed a football in the house! I can assure you that would not have been happening at my mom's house! Or at mine for that matter...

Joss and Lil playing with Joss' toy table. They had fun exploring one another, especially poking on another's eyes and gouging each other's gums and teeth. =)

Strange Happenings

I don't know how things are with other families, but after dinner with both of my families, things get a little strange. People are full and sated, they let their guard down so to speak, and before you know it, people are showing other people their double-jointed elbows declaring they don't understand how their elbows are different from everyone else's.

The topic arose when Jen was describing a visit she and Miles had with an OT. The OT said something about Miles' development being complicated due not only to his double-jointed elbows, but to his double-jointed knees as well. Huh? Miles is unable to lock his knees when jumping so he continually feels as if he is walking on bouncy balls. Fun.

Jen began giving Mom a hard time saying it was her flawed genetic material that caused both his and Kelsey's elbows so it must be her fault Miles has his knee trouble. Nana was quite incredulous Jen would suggest she was the problem and that her arms were normal. The next thing you know, I'm being directed to take pictures of Nana's hyper-extended elbows so she can see them as we do.


Then, Kelsey came over to show off her fun skills. Since I already had Nana's elbows I decided to get Kelsey's as well. Hence this post on "Stupid People Tricks" a la Dave Letterman.

Happy Thanksgiving

I wish you all a very happy, family-filled, stuffed-tummies-about-to-pop Thanksgiving. If you are traveling, please be careful and safe!

We're heading to Richmond tomorrow for Thanksgiving with the Anderson clan. Mom and Dad will be there as well. There will be 12 of us total, half of them 10 and under. I should have pictures and hope to have them up tomorrow evening. It's going to be a crazy week and weekend. We have a trip to and from Richmond tomorrow, Christmas decorating/my birthday Friday (I'm a little holiday happy...) and then down to Blacksburg and back again Saturday for the Tech/UVA ballgame. I don't think I wrote anything in there about resting...

Have fun with your families and friends!

Hugs to you all!! =)

Yet Another Nor'Easter

Just in time for the last day of school before break, a Nor'Easter has blown in. Yay! What better way to end a very hectic, crazy day then to send children out into driving wind and rain to load buses to head home??

All sarcasm aside, we are indeed having another Nor'Easter, this one expected to linger through Thursday. Goody. We're to travel to Brien's sister's house in Richmond (about an hour away) and all I'll really want to do is stay inside, snuggled up in a warm ball like Waylen is. Oh well.

Therein lies the rub. I want to go to Jen's house and have Thanksgiving with the family--Jen, Derek and their four children: Kelsey (10 years old), Miles (5 years old and only seven weeks older than Hannah), Lydia (2 years old, three in January), and Jocelyn (14 months old, exactly three months older than Lil), Mom and Dad, and our family--but I don't want to leave my house to brave the elements to do it!

Today was a cold, rainy, blustery mess. The children were loud, noisy messes. We had a fun and wonderful day, but it was CRAZY! We began the day discussing the "first" thanksgiving. There is some debate within the states of Virginia and Massachusetts, and for all I know there may be others, as to where the "first" thanksgiving actually occurred. Virginia has declared it was at Berkeley Plantation, while we all learned the story of the Pilgrims, Samoset and Squanto in Plymouth. Who's right? Who knows. I read the story of the Pilgrims to my students and will introduce the Berkeley Plantation thanksgiving at a later date.

After discussing the Pilgrims' thanksgiving feast--three whole days and nights!!--we broke into our Vertical Team groups to prepare foods for our VT feast. We have been studying long ago and today and had discussed foods from long ago and what we could possibly have for our feast. We settled on cheese, trail mix, bread, butter, cranberry relish, popcorn, cornmeal mush and cooked apples with a sprinkling of cinnamon.

The children in each headquarters group helped put the food items together. In my room we mixed nuts and berries for trail mix (so so yummy!), put bread together using a bread machine, and made cranberry relish using a navel orange, a Braeburn apple and cranberries. We had to use a sprinkling of sugar to keep things sweet yet tangy. =)

After lunch, the entire Vertical Team got together to feast on the fruits of our labor. It was such fun to watch the kiddos eat the food they had prepared. The bread, butter (which we made by shaking heavy whipping cream in babyfood jars), and popcorn were particular hits. The children were so enthusiastic about the food and fellowship (k, 1 and 2 were all together) the noise level hit the roof!

While my kids were at art this afternoon, Cathy and I took D and his family a donated Thanksgiving dinner. Every year our school staff donate money to provide prepared turkey dinners for 20 of our families, or one student per class. I nominated D since his mom has been so busy working to make ends meet since his stay in the hospital.

D looked SO much better today and he was surrounded by the cards his classmates had sent him. It was so sweet! We decided we should take D food from our feast since he couldn't be there with us. He was tickled the kids had thought of him and was delighted they are anxious for him to return to school. Who doesn't like to be loved??

Driving through my babies' neighborhoods I was so appreciative of all I have. As I was saying this to Cathy, she pointed out that despite the fact these people live in poverty, they have managed to make a little bit of happiness for themselves. It's all about perspective and the way you view things. I'm still thankful for my house in my nice safe neighborhood though.

The ground around the apartments was littered with broken glass. There was little grass and mostly mud. The apartments for the most part were run-down looking. It was all Section 8 housing at its best. These are neighborhoods I barely feel safe going through during the day and would be absolutely petrified to be anywhere near at night. I may seem blase' about shootings outside my classroom, but I know how serious and scary my babies lives are. Most of my darlings have to stay inside because there is no safe place to play outside, either from risks of being cut from all the glass, or from the unsavory characters that hover in the shadows around the homes.

And, yes, Cathy is absolutely correct in her assessment of the situation. These parents are doing their best to provide a decent and safe life for their babies. While the outside of the homes may be dingy and dirty, the insides are typically clean and fresh smelling and cheery with decorative touches here and there. They are "home" and I know each of my parents is thankful to have a roof over their head and food to put in their babies' bellies. Life is tough and these parents are doing what they can to survive.

Toonces the Driving Cat

Yesterday afternoon, as I was struggling with Blogger and its vagaries, (again I say "Grrrrr!") I was interrupted by an interesting whirring noise. Looking up, I beheld Toonces driving along in Monkey's pink convertible.


Guiding Toonces' daring driving was none other than Hannah! How surprised was I to discover Hannah was the one behind all of Toonces' spectacular stunts found here and here and here.

I was also surprised to realize Hannah had been secretly filming Toonces playing ping pong and exploring nature.

Silly Hannah. Silly Toonces.



*This one was for you, Mom! =)

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Assorted Lily From Yesterday

Lily yesterday clapping her hands.

Lily and Mommy play "Pat-a-Cake" which she apparently enjoys. =)

Hannah snuggles her baby sister.

Lily enjoying the berries Lissie brought for her girls.


And, finally, a short clip of Lily clicking her tongue. She just recently figured out how to do this, and the site of her little tongue against her upper gums is too amusing =).

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