Tea Party

We had a Saturday morning tea party with the tea set Lily got from Abby for her birthday. Duke joined us (so did Daddy when he wasn't taking pictures) and everyone was as proper and sophisticated as they could be, considering that we were all in our jammies with a tummy full of pancakes.

Cheers, Mommy!

Duke needs a refill...

...and so does Daddy.

Mmmm, this imaginary tea tastes great!

But, it needs a little imaginary sugar!

KETCHUP CRAZY

So I disliked ketchup my whole life until the first trimester of my pregnancy, when I suddenly couldn't get enough of it. As of tonight, I officially understand the reasoning behind that strange phenomenon - it was LILY in my tummy who was begging for the ketchup! She got her first taste of it tonight since she was outside of the womb, and WOW. We had turkey burgers and oven-roasted potatoes for supper, and smart Mommy decided to dip one of her potatoes in some ketchup before giving it to her. She went nuts! She requested that every subsequent potato and turkey burger bite be dipped in ketchup, and then she would try to just lick the ketchup off and give the bite back to me for more. Let's hope she won't remember it for her next meal!

At church with Daddy

We went to Vidalia last weekend for the first time since Fathers' Day (waaay too long), and on Sunday morning we went to church at Tabernacle to hear Papa preach. After the service, Lily practiced climbing up and down the stairs in the sanctuary.

Bouncy ball crawl

Lily's daycare Little Prodigies had a Fall Festival on Oct. 2, with a petting zoo and a couple of bouncy tents. She had so much fun in there she didn't want to get out, and then asked to go back in again!

A horsie just my size!

Uncle James and Auntie Ali came to visit our little house in the country last weekend for a belated celebration of Lily and James' shared birthday, and we got to do something I have wanted to do ever since we moved here. We got to visit the miniature horses (NOT ponies, we were corrected on that) that live down the street. Our neighbors have about 20 mini horses on their farm, including some fuzzy little babies who are only about 25 pounds! One of the 'teenagers,' Lady, was sweet enough to let us take pictures with her. If we still live around here when Lily is old enough to say "Daddy, I want one!" then we are in so much trouble...