Night, Night

You stand all by yourself now.

Hold your own sipper cup.

You read your books right side up now.

Enjoy playing peek-a-boo with the afghan Aunt Carissa crocheted you.

And even though your night, night toy plays soothing music, you still like grandma Jeanne rocking you to sleep.  Night, night my dear, sweet LillaMai. 

Easter / Treats

Today is Easter.  This morning  looks like a 'perfect' Easter Sunday; the sun is shining in full,  the air is filled with birds singing and I know at some time today one of your grandma's will have an Easter basket full of treats for you to dive into.   Grandma Jeanne brought over an Easter bag Friday night and you knew exactly what to do.  You emptied all the contents (clothes, Adirondack chair, and colorful bear) our of the bag, tossing them over your shoulder and then  snuggled on grandma's shoulder.

Happy Easter LillaMai.