Flying high

So, Lily wasn't feeling the nap today, but she is happily kicking away in her bouncer so I thought I could write a quick post before she decides it's party time.

We had another first on Sunday--Glenn and Lily went to their first air show. (If you know my dad, you know that I'm an air show veteran.) It was a little overcast and cooler, but with some warm clothes and the protection provided by her well-enclosed jogging stroller, Lily was set for an afternoon of fun. When we arrived at the Alliance airport with my Dad and Judy and pulled the stroller out of the trunk, however, we realized that a tire was flat. So, thanks to some nice military types (see above photo) we aired it up and headed on.

Lily did great with her earplugs. In fact, she didn't even seem to notice them. There were several children in the audience, some even younger than our girl. I felt optimistic. We looked at the planes, watched the Army Golden Knights jump, even saw a Jelly Belly biplane land on top of a moving RV. A jet-powered semi belched flames and zoomed down the runway. Lily caught a nap and Glenn pushed her stroller around while an A-10 Warthog (my favorite plane) had its moment in the spotlight. This was all great and very entertaining, but it was just the appetizer--we were eagerly awaiting the flight of the Blue Angels.

Just prior to the Angels, another solo jet performed. This pilot demonstrated an incredible technique. I don't know the technical term, but I think it would involve the words "manifesting a cone of terror around your wings while you flirt with creating a sonic boom." Thankfully, Glenn had Liliana out of the front lines at the time, while I was nearby taking photos (see above for The Cone.) They found me quickly enough and I hastily took the stroller and high-tailed it to the exit. Lily was furious.

After the jet's performance, Glenn and I enjoyed the most expensive fried food I think I've ever seen (fair included) before he headed back to the show and I headed directly for the car. Lily and I took in the remainder of the show from the parking lot and Glenn rounded off the day by taking over four hundred pictures.

Lily bites.

Okay, it looks like I might have the little one down for a nap so I thought I may as well get cracking with my first post. First of all, Lily is five months old. How did this happen? She has already learned so many things. She started rolling over before she was a month old. She sits with the slightest support (although she lunges forward, mouth first, at anything that catches her eye, such as the dog.) And just a couple of weeks ago, she had her first "bites"--rice cereal.

Why doesn't anyone tell you how difficult it is to feed these little guys? Lily liked the cereal, but she couldn't quite work out how to get it in her mouth. Don't let that second picture fool you; it captures her initial reaction to anything that approaches her face--mouth goes wide open. We struggled over who got to use the spoon, considered whether it was better to just let her push it into her mouth with her fingers after spitting it out all over her chin, and agonized over the gluey mess that the cereal becomes once it dries.

That last point should have clued me in as to the effect the cereal would have on her tummy.

But, I'm getting ahead of myself. Lily is a very vocal girl, so in between bites, we had several Viking-worthy whoops of impatience, guttural grunts of appreciation, and the general happy chatter that we've come to expect from her. In fact, at points it seemed as if she was more interested in the effect the gooey cereal had on her ability to make noises than in eating the stuff.

Glenn is very patient, so he has the privilege of tackling cereal-feeding, while I take on the small task of cleaning. I haven't noticed the cereal affecting her sleeping pattern, but because she already sleeps so well, that's not much of a concern. (I won't jinx myself by mentioning specifics, but it's good. Really good.) Next up on the agenda--nap scheduling!

Hello, Destiny!

Okay, it was bound to happen sooner or later--I'm blogging. Rather, I should say we are blogging because I intend to get Glenn on here eventually. Cross fingers for me. I wanted to have a way to keep everyone up to date with Lily; she is growing and changing so quickly! I think the inaugural post (after this one, obviously) will be a general catch up so it will involve lots of fun stuff.

Feel the anticipation? No? Well, alright then party pooper.