Us and Things: Lillian Ball

Thursday, July 20, 2006

Lillian Ball

She's here!!! We moved last Friday and packed our camera in a box. Bright and early Saturday morning, I went into labor so we couldn't take any pictures at the hospital. Mom and Claire and Liz brought theirs, so those pictures will be coming shortly. But anyway, these are from the day we brought her home (after we found the box with the camera in it).

I think she looks exactly like Tyler. Tyler thinks that everyone keeps saying that only because she very little hair. The pediatrician gave her an A+ and except for the fact that she keeps forgetting how to eat, she's such a good baby!!!

This is what happens when you put one little baby and five kids together. Well, actually four kids. The youngest is being held by grandma as he was having some problems with the "touch soft" command.

And for good measure, Maddy in Tyler's moped helmet.

More pictures to come, I promise!!!

2 comments:

Caitlin said...: She does look like Tyler. Amanda, I know this is hard to hear considering all the work that you did! Congrats, she is beautiful.; Fri Jul 21, 08:03:00 AM MST
The Duke said...: We've seen mom's pictures, and she looks exactly like Tyler. Get used to it. Congratulations!!; Fri Jul 21, 02:37:00 PM MST

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A taste of the Ball life

Amanda: What do you want for lunch: ham sandwich or peanut butter sandwich?
Lillian: Ham. No, peanut butter. No... ham... No, peanut butter.
Amanda: Ok, I'm going to make you a peanut butter sandwich. (makes sandwich)
Lillian: NO! I WANTED HAM!!!!
Amanda: You said peanut butter, and I told you I was going to make you peanut butter.
Lillian: No... I think you just spaced out Mom.

Tyler on dodo birds: I mean, any species that can be wiped out by rats probably didn't deserve to live. Nature should have selected them a long time ago to go extinct... it's like it forgot and got there late.

Lillian: I like carrots mom. They're like... juice you eat.

Tyler was reading Lillian a picture book in which a little boy finds an airplane in his closet and takes it into space where he runs out of gas and lands on the moon. On the moon, he meets a little Martian boy, wearing a space suit, who's spaceship had crashed.
Tyler: How come the Martian needs a space suit and the little boy doesn't? This book is so inaccurate.

Lillian threw a piece of food during dinner.
Tyler: Lillian don't throw food.
Lillian: But, it was just a little bit of food.

At 2 AM, Tyler pokes Amanda and says, "The baby is crying"
"No, that's a dog."
"No, it's Nora. I have superhuman hearing, that's why they call me Eagle Ears."

Amanda looks over and sees Lillian desperately trying to shove the Camelbak valve into Nora's mouth.
Amanda: Stop that! Don't put that into her mouth!
Lillian: Mom, I'm just playing doctor.
Amanda: Well, don't put it into her mouth.
Lillian (accompanied with change in tactic): Just her ears.

Lillian (pointing): This is my neck. This is Daddy's neck. This is Mom's neck. Nora doesn't have a neck.

Amanda: Listen to this, "The men and women of the Yana tribe in California speak different dialects." (TIME Magazine).
Tyler: The men and women speak different dialects in our house: sense and nonsense.

I ran upstairs briefly and left Nora in her chair with a curious Lillian looking on. Nora started fussing and crying a little and I heard Lillian say, "Nora! Stop Crying! Use your words!"

We practiced and practiced saying "Daddy, I missed you" all the way to the bus stop, a full five minute drive. Upon arrival, I prep Lillian one last time. I roll down the window, Tyler sticks his head in, and I prompt Lillian, "do you have something to say to daddy?"
Lillian looks up at him with her eyes full and sincere, "Juicebox."

Amanda: This dictionary says Wednesday can be pronounced wendz-dee or wendz-day.
Tyler: Well... that dictionary was written by an old person.