<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-710718064264052136</id><updated>2012-02-09T00:57:53.286-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Lily Pad</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilypad1.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710718064264052136/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilypad1.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Scott Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17786716960453219022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1684/3334/400/the%20cruise%20002.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>49</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-710718064264052136.post-6596005018483323865</id><published>2009-07-12T08:27:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T08:42:36.199-06:00</updated><title type='text'>ROAR!!!</title><content type='html'>This is just a small update for those of you who would like to see some more recent pictures of Lily.  One of our favorite things that Lily does right now is say "ROAR!"  No matter the circumstances, if she says "ROAR!" she is scaring you and it would do you good to act scared.  She is super excited for the baby to come and is growing up so fast. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/Slnz5SNJw0I/AAAAAAAAArs/b5lcczdEMy0/s1600-h/lilybean.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/Slnz5SNJw0I/AAAAAAAAArs/b5lcczdEMy0/s400/lilybean.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357581397199012674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/Slnz4-i7IAI/AAAAAAAAArc/1IgyL66eRGI/s1600-h/gmaa%26poppy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/Slnz4-i7IAI/AAAAAAAAArc/1IgyL66eRGI/s400/gmaa%26poppy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357581391921618946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandma Alyson and Poppy Mark came to visit in May.  Of course Lily loved the attention and never lacked for it.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/Slnz5OP-5pI/AAAAAAAAArk/4E-qg0cyE9s/s1600-h/danibridge.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/Slnz5OP-5pI/AAAAAAAAArk/4E-qg0cyE9s/s400/danibridge.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357581396137141906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Danielle came to visit in June and Lily loved having "my Dani" around.  She prayed everyday for Dani's wrist to get better.  This is on the new bridge from the Modern Wing of the Art Museum to Millennium Park.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/Slnz5n52yAI/AAAAAAAAAr0/YX66kDuGESw/s1600-h/lilybed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/Slnz5n52yAI/AAAAAAAAAr0/YX66kDuGESw/s400/lilybed.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357581403023656962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lily is in a toddler bed!  She loves it and once Scott put it up she wouldn't get off it.  The first night she slept on it in the kitchen because we couldn't get it into her room without first taking down the crib.  When I was taking pictures she kept saying, "My new bed!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/Slnz51n8yLI/AAAAAAAAAr8/lej-ig7Sa00/s1600-h/gmag%26gpap.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/Slnz51n8yLI/AAAAAAAAAr8/lej-ig7Sa00/s400/gmag%26gpap.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357581406706649266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/Sln114EFDyI/AAAAAAAAAsE/3HbiBl65Wbo/s1600-h/gmapaollie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/Sln114EFDyI/AAAAAAAAAsE/3HbiBl65Wbo/s400/gmapaollie.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357583537665281826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandma Gayle and Poppy Paul came to visit in June.  When we took these pictures Lily was ready and wanted to make sure she was showing love to everyone in them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/710718064264052136-6596005018483323865?l=lilypad1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilypad1.blogspot.com/feeds/6596005018483323865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=710718064264052136&amp;postID=6596005018483323865' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710718064264052136/posts/default/6596005018483323865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710718064264052136/posts/default/6596005018483323865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilypad1.blogspot.com/2009/07/roar.html' title='ROAR!!!'/><author><name>Scott Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17786716960453219022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1684/3334/400/the%20cruise%20002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/Slnz5SNJw0I/AAAAAAAAArs/b5lcczdEMy0/s72-c/lilybean.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-710718064264052136.post-8947123211519148403</id><published>2009-03-24T14:03:00.012-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T14:50:08.627-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Before I get into today's post I want to give a little update on Lily.  She's still the cutest thing ever.  She's "potty trained" (potty trained in the sense that she only wears diapers when she sleeps, not potty trained in that she never pees her pants) now and her little bum looks absolutely adorable in "big girl panties" and she rarely forgets the two "nims" (M&amp;M's) she gets after using the potty.  Last night she forgot she wasn't in a diaper and peed on my lap.  It's not as bad when it's your own kid for some reason.  She has also figured out how to get her arms out of the car seat and contort her body sideways enough to roll down her window in the car.  On the way to singing today she yelled "hello people!" out her window.  &lt;br /&gt;The other day she told Scott after he said he couldn't cut her hair, "You can cut it Daddy, you're strong!"  Right answer.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MR. SINGER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/Sck889b4XYI/AAAAAAAAAos/FYFS8NB8O20/s1600-h/Mr.+Singer2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/Sck889b4XYI/AAAAAAAAAos/FYFS8NB8O20/s400/Mr.+Singer2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316847853068901762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/Sck88oL6ZJI/AAAAAAAAAok/8X2VLf2Ym-g/s1600-h/Mr.+Singer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/Sck88oL6ZJI/AAAAAAAAAok/8X2VLf2Ym-g/s400/Mr.+Singer.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316847847364781202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the last number of weeks and months we have had weekly singing classes with Mr. Singer.  Mo hosts and a bunch of us sing and dance as Mr. Singer makes us all happy...almost like a drug.  Lily LOVES Mr. Singer.  As you can tell from the above pictures, she really liked the idea of sitting on the couch to take a picture with him.  This is a VERY small number compared to how many kids were actually in the class.  Not all the kids liked the idea as much as Lily did.  The girl she's BFF with is Claire, and she's not really BFF with her!  She hardly knows her!  She sees her in nursery at church but I'm not sure they really play together.  Lily is just a sweetheart and loves to hug anyone who will let her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following pictures are from today's class.  It was the last one:(.  That's okay.  He sings at the zoo weekly and will be at Millennium Park in the summer so it wasn't the last time we'd see him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/Sck-n2Z9xEI/AAAAAAAAAo8/tSjfnA6GEE0/s1600-h/dancing2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/Sck-n2Z9xEI/AAAAAAAAAo8/tSjfnA6GEE0/s400/dancing2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316849689427821634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/Sck-n39b7zI/AAAAAAAAAo0/tuJ4c9MadPY/s1600-h/cute+ollie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/Sck-n39b7zI/AAAAAAAAAo0/tuJ4c9MadPY/s400/cute+ollie.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316849689845034802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lily is blurry in these pictures because she's dancing and holding on to Ollie's hand...trying to get him to dance too.  I think he's thinking "I love YoYo (he calls her YoYo) and love that she never gets that I don't want to hold her hand."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIRE TRUCK SONG!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lily always requests "the Fire Truck Song" when Mr. Singer asks what song the kids want to hear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/Sck_YW59dAI/AAAAAAAAApc/CQi9dAG2z-M/s1600-h/fire+hat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/Sck_YW59dAI/AAAAAAAAApc/CQi9dAG2z-M/s400/fire+hat.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316850522785674242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/Sck_YL79nwI/AAAAAAAAApU/NiNhcWQTP9c/s1600-h/fire+hat+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/Sck_YL79nwI/AAAAAAAAApU/NiNhcWQTP9c/s400/fire+hat+2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316850519841283842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Put on your fire hat!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/Sck_W5eSRRI/AAAAAAAAApE/JVjthcPI6LQ/s1600-h/buttons.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/Sck_W5eSRRI/AAAAAAAAApE/JVjthcPI6LQ/s400/buttons.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316850497705100562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/Sck_rRHtdlI/AAAAAAAAAps/UbWaogVJCu0/s1600-h/helping+ollie%27s+buttons.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/Sck_rRHtdlI/AAAAAAAAAps/UbWaogVJCu0/s400/helping+ollie%27s+buttons.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316850847650248274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snap the buttons on your fire coat and make sure you help Ollie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SclCd_tscOI/AAAAAAAAAqU/FgfimIRA5c0/s1600-h/tongue+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SclCd_tscOI/AAAAAAAAAqU/FgfimIRA5c0/s400/tongue+2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316853918174310626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turn on the engine!  After that Mr. Singer said, "let's check your sirens!" And without hesitation Lily made the funniest (and kind of terrible) siren sound and everyone started laughing.  It was so unprovoked and awesome.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/Sck_Xp52VhI/AAAAAAAAApM/aFqQmOSX9vo/s1600-h/driving.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/Sck_Xp52VhI/AAAAAAAAApM/aFqQmOSX9vo/s400/driving.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316850510705612306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SclBF_RQfjI/AAAAAAAAAp0/bnPllK5oQUc/s1600-h/we+put+the+fire+out!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SclBF_RQfjI/AAAAAAAAAp0/bnPllK5oQUc/s400/we+put+the+fire+out!.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316852406226550322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/Sck_Y0u0-VI/AAAAAAAAApk/B-xzSHeVXOE/s1600-h/fire.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/Sck_Y0u0-VI/AAAAAAAAApk/B-xzSHeVXOE/s400/fire.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316850530792044882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Put out the fire and YEAH!!  We put the fire out!  Right after this photo she stood up and put her arms in the air in triumph.  I wish I could have gotten that photo.  She looked so proud of herself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;POPCORN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Singer lost his voice one day and asked us if there was a song we could sing to him.  We kind of looked at each other and said, "Popcorn?"  He had never heard it!?  What?  Mr. Singer knows ALL the children songs.  Well, it was a success, he loved it.  We told him we all know it from church.  He did some research and found out that it was actually written by a Mormon for her daughter.  We sang it every week after that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SclB3MBy8nI/AAAAAAAAAp8/H4E5M2nKLzU/s1600-h/what+did+i+see%3F.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SclB3MBy8nI/AAAAAAAAAp8/H4E5M2nKLzU/s400/what+did+i+see%3F.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316853251464950386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked out the window and what did I see? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SclB3kzleLI/AAAAAAAAAqE/XxtO2hZD1a0/s1600-h/popcorn+ball.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SclB3kzleLI/AAAAAAAAAqE/XxtO2hZD1a0/s400/popcorn+ball.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316853258116233394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A popcorn ball...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SclB4BtzoEI/AAAAAAAAAqM/cqxcJed30MQ/s1600-h/smells+so+sweet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SclB4BtzoEI/AAAAAAAAAqM/cqxcJed30MQ/s400/smells+so+sweet.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316853265876623426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smell so sweet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DANCING, DRUMMING AND WELL...TACKLING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SclDRwQM-GI/AAAAAAAAAq0/73Pyz4w3Q70/s1600-h/tongue.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SclDRwQM-GI/AAAAAAAAAq0/73Pyz4w3Q70/s400/tongue.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316854807377279074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SclDRo5wtiI/AAAAAAAAAqs/6AtWpKuJpZE/s1600-h/drumming+smile.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SclDRo5wtiI/AAAAAAAAAqs/6AtWpKuJpZE/s400/drumming+smile.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316854805404104226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SclDRRrRQhI/AAAAAAAAAqk/XpLoXQoq4kc/s1600-h/drumming.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SclDRRrRQhI/AAAAAAAAAqk/XpLoXQoq4kc/s400/drumming.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316854799169307154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SclDQ9W6UlI/AAAAAAAAAqc/PHTkthRJLkY/s1600-h/bells.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SclDQ9W6UlI/AAAAAAAAAqc/PHTkthRJLkY/s400/bells.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316854793715208786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SclDSOorY5I/AAAAAAAAAq8/1Js6oskIQ0A/s1600-h/tackle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SclDSOorY5I/AAAAAAAAAq8/1Js6oskIQ0A/s400/tackle.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316854815532999570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SclDvjvw04I/AAAAAAAAArE/hSZOMI5gpxQ/s1600-h/Asher.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SclDvjvw04I/AAAAAAAAArE/hSZOMI5gpxQ/s400/Asher.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316855319416066946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Asher.  We are working on an arranged marriage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SclDvxh4LbI/AAAAAAAAArM/xYqj-nXQyz4/s1600-h/Lily%27s+crack.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SclDvxh4LbI/AAAAAAAAArM/xYqj-nXQyz4/s400/Lily%27s+crack.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316855323115924914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lily wears "big girl panties" now!  Thus...her bum crack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SclDv32y1vI/AAAAAAAAArU/k5MVvmeEuJg/s1600-h/Lily%27s+break.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SclDv32y1vI/AAAAAAAAArU/k5MVvmeEuJg/s400/Lily%27s+break.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316855324814268146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all that, she needed a break.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/710718064264052136-8947123211519148403?l=lilypad1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilypad1.blogspot.com/feeds/8947123211519148403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=710718064264052136&amp;postID=8947123211519148403' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710718064264052136/posts/default/8947123211519148403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710718064264052136/posts/default/8947123211519148403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilypad1.blogspot.com/2009/03/before-i-get-into-todays-post-i-want-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Scott Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17786716960453219022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1684/3334/400/the%20cruise%20002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/Sck889b4XYI/AAAAAAAAAos/FYFS8NB8O20/s72-c/Mr.+Singer2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-710718064264052136.post-7175912280171732711</id><published>2009-02-23T21:27:00.011-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T08:23:07.384-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Balmex?  Oh, Butt Paste</title><content type='html'>So, yeah, it's been two months and I kind of figured the blog didn't really matter anymore.  Then, I got an email from a long lost friend who said I needed to update the blog.  She's right, I do.  It's not the best post, but I've posted some pictures from Christmas and Lily's birthday.  As for the title of the post, Lily says the funniest and most adult-like things sometimes.  The other night I was changing her diaper and putting Butt Paste on her bum.  She kept saying, "Balmex?" It took me a second to realize what she was saying, (asking me if I was putting Balmex on her bum) so I said, "No, it's Butt Paste."  And she said, "Oh, Butt Paste, okay."  She's so much fun and says the cutest things everyday.  I wish I had the memory to write them ALL down.  I'll explain the pictures as we go....enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SaN8G5Kgo2I/AAAAAAAAAl8/NmtwDNDSdEg/s1600-h/DSC_0021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SaN8G5Kgo2I/AAAAAAAAAl8/NmtwDNDSdEg/s400/DSC_0021.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306221243838538594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SaN8HON1OkI/AAAAAAAAAmE/beunV2oBEcA/s1600-h/DSC_0022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SaN8HON1OkI/AAAAAAAAAmE/beunV2oBEcA/s400/DSC_0022.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306221249489615426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SaN8HeSxC4I/AAAAAAAAAmM/tIMVXLcph_M/s1600-h/DSC_0027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SaN8HeSxC4I/AAAAAAAAAmM/tIMVXLcph_M/s400/DSC_0027.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306221253805280130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas morning.  Lily got this bag of food from Grandma Alyson and Poppy Mark.  She was ready to go to Stanley's Market immediately!  The third is of Lily putting my earrings "in" her ear.  She's very focused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SaN_ocMWkRI/AAAAAAAAAmU/0B98LHTLkX0/s1600-h/DSC_0076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SaN_ocMWkRI/AAAAAAAAAmU/0B98LHTLkX0/s400/DSC_0076.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306225118712074514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SaN_ovC77lI/AAAAAAAAAmc/jheS_SBpNSo/s1600-h/DSC_0077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SaN_ovC77lI/AAAAAAAAAmc/jheS_SBpNSo/s400/DSC_0077.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306225123772853842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SaN_o0ZJ4MI/AAAAAAAAAms/a-Fz3fmuuSY/s1600-h/DSC_0079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SaN_o0ZJ4MI/AAAAAAAAAms/a-Fz3fmuuSY/s400/DSC_0079.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306225125208219842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SaN_opjsPaI/AAAAAAAAAmk/6cQlI-qQmSo/s1600-h/DSC_0078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SaN_opjsPaI/AAAAAAAAAmk/6cQlI-qQmSo/s400/DSC_0078.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306225122299624866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I DO IT MYSELF!!!"  She now HAS to do everything herself.  This was in December...now she REALLY has to do everything herself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this series of pictures because it tells such a funny story.  Ollie decided that no matter what Grandma Gayle was doing....praying, offering him food, changing his diaper, walking into the room...she should not be doing it.  So he would say, "No Grandma Gayle!"  At first there was no smile coming from Ollie, now, two months later both Lily and Ollie say it and laugh their heads off.  Back to the pictures....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SaOAYW7vFdI/AAAAAAAAAm0/gMVi8IYuyZk/s1600-h/DSC_0134.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SaOAYW7vFdI/AAAAAAAAAm0/gMVi8IYuyZk/s400/DSC_0134.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306225941933921746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone is wondering if Ollie is going to say it.  You can see in my mom's face that she's kind of testing Oliver and is trying not to laugh...we all know what's coming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SaOAYpnoqvI/AAAAAAAAAm8/SzkdwrvAP8Q/s1600-h/DSC_0135.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SaOAYpnoqvI/AAAAAAAAAm8/SzkdwrvAP8Q/s400/DSC_0135.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306225946949888754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"NO GRANDMA GAYLE!"  My mom and dad obviously lose it and start laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SaOAYtOtxpI/AAAAAAAAAnE/FIIoMSH7C-A/s1600-h/DSC_0136.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SaOAYtOtxpI/AAAAAAAAAnE/FIIoMSH7C-A/s400/DSC_0136.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306225947919107730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, let's try this again.  In the meantime, Lily's just wondering when she gets to eat the cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SaOBxXhuvsI/AAAAAAAAAnM/CCL2Ne0IP7c/s1600-h/DSC_0276.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SaOBxXhuvsI/AAAAAAAAAnM/CCL2Ne0IP7c/s400/DSC_0276.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306227471101640386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So telling of their relationship.  Lily is ALWAYS willing to show the love, and does it non-stop.  Ollie just lets her do it...for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SaOCVvXFlaI/AAAAAAAAAnk/OQSyv726V_o/s1600-h/DSC_0363.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SaOCVvXFlaI/AAAAAAAAAnk/OQSyv726V_o/s400/DSC_0363.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306228095974741410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SaOCVi1lUaI/AAAAAAAAAnc/F586EkUXkDo/s1600-h/DSC_0350.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SaOCVi1lUaI/AAAAAAAAAnc/F586EkUXkDo/s400/DSC_0350.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306228092612989346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, not staged.  I was reading so Lily grabbed a book and "read" next to me.  Seriously, she's pretty cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SaOCVUU-F5I/AAAAAAAAAnU/ExyQtsxD-jo/s1600-h/DSC_0333.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SaOCVUU-F5I/AAAAAAAAAnU/ExyQtsxD-jo/s400/DSC_0333.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306228088718104466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandma Madge NEVER forgets a birthday.  She gave Lily and Ollie money for their birthdays.  It looks like Lily is liking the idea.  This picture was taken the day we said goodbye to my Grandpa Vic.  He died the next day.  Grandma is hanging in there but is quoted to have said, "I'm too old for this." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SaODzkB3foI/AAAAAAAAAns/zZLDOj-Ykmc/s1600-h/DSC_0404.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SaODzkB3foI/AAAAAAAAAns/zZLDOj-Ykmc/s400/DSC_0404.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306229707840650882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously nasty.  Lily had a super bad cold while we were in Utah.  Of course we drugged her with Benadryl.  As a consequence she slept until after eleven a.m. one morning.  When we got her out of her crib, this is what she looked like.  Dried boogers all over her cheek.  It was seriously nasty but pretty funny too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SaOD0NAsRzI/AAAAAAAAAn8/3--GlHAt2lU/s1600-h/DSC_0425.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SaOD0NAsRzI/AAAAAAAAAn8/3--GlHAt2lU/s400/DSC_0425.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306229718841575218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandma Alyson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SaODz2joejI/AAAAAAAAAn0/0RiClCgIq1I/s1600-h/DSC_0422.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SaODz2joejI/AAAAAAAAAn0/0RiClCgIq1I/s400/DSC_0422.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306229712814111282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aunt Natalie and Uncle Cam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BACK IN CHICAGO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kristal threw a birthday party for Lily and Oliver.  Lily was pretty much just interested in the cupcakes, or more precisely-the frosting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SaOE4FRPxeI/AAAAAAAAAoE/waujO-SK6pw/s1600-h/DSC_0592.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SaOE4FRPxeI/AAAAAAAAAoE/waujO-SK6pw/s400/DSC_0592.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306230884994631138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She sure loves her "Allya" (Ollie).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SaOE4Y6qtJI/AAAAAAAAAoM/8KBy9z1o8YU/s1600-h/DSC_0603.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SaOE4Y6qtJI/AAAAAAAAAoM/8KBy9z1o8YU/s400/DSC_0603.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306230890268636306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She blew out her candles first.  Correct me if I'm wrong, but it looks like she might be laughing at Ollie and maybe even challenging him to get his candles blown out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SaOE4lmXiRI/AAAAAAAAAoU/fCfFMNvODeg/s1600-h/DSC_0604.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SaOE4lmXiRI/AAAAAAAAAoU/fCfFMNvODeg/s400/DSC_0604.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306230893673154834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think she realized she was being mean and decided to help him blow them out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/710718064264052136-7175912280171732711?l=lilypad1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilypad1.blogspot.com/feeds/7175912280171732711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=710718064264052136&amp;postID=7175912280171732711' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710718064264052136/posts/default/7175912280171732711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710718064264052136/posts/default/7175912280171732711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilypad1.blogspot.com/2009/02/balmex-oh-butt-paste.html' title='Balmex?  Oh, Butt Paste'/><author><name>Scott Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17786716960453219022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1684/3334/400/the%20cruise%20002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SaN8G5Kgo2I/AAAAAAAAAl8/NmtwDNDSdEg/s72-c/DSC_0021.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-710718064264052136.post-100703736974540737</id><published>2008-12-07T14:08:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T14:22:52.450-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Worth the wait?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/STw97lB61gI/AAAAAAAAAlk/6kXa29csBjE/s1600-h/waiting+for+santa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/STw97lB61gI/AAAAAAAAAlk/6kXa29csBjE/s400/waiting+for+santa.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277160957133116930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/STw97OtD9LI/AAAAAAAAAlc/Fy_litNq7eI/s1600-h/IMG_4615.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/STw97OtD9LI/AAAAAAAAAlc/Fy_litNq7eI/s400/IMG_4615.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277160951140054194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Lincoln Park Zoo has a festival of lights this time of year.  Of course, it's free and Santa was waiting for us in the Lion House!!!  We thought that Ollie would be the one to freak out, nope, not this time.  Lily waited patiently but when the time came to sit on Jolly Ole's lap, Lily decided it wasn't worth the wait.  She had the death grip on me and instead of scarring her for life, we just took the picture and ran.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/710718064264052136-100703736974540737?l=lilypad1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilypad1.blogspot.com/feeds/100703736974540737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=710718064264052136&amp;postID=100703736974540737' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710718064264052136/posts/default/100703736974540737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710718064264052136/posts/default/100703736974540737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilypad1.blogspot.com/2008/12/worth-wait.html' title='Worth the wait?'/><author><name>Scott Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17786716960453219022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1684/3334/400/the%20cruise%20002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/STw97lB61gI/AAAAAAAAAlk/6kXa29csBjE/s72-c/waiting+for+santa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-710718064264052136.post-2423930515450329199</id><published>2008-11-04T13:48:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T14:06:46.547-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Funerals bring us together....</title><content type='html'>Grandpa Neuenschwander (my grandpa, not Lily's...thank goodness) passed away almost two weeks ago.  As a result, we got to go to Utah to see family and friends and pay our last respects with much love to Grandpa George.  Here are a few pictures from the week in Utah.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SRC2tzBKPZI/AAAAAAAAAkc/TLI7P2pKCNw/s1600-h/IMG_0065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SRC2tzBKPZI/AAAAAAAAAkc/TLI7P2pKCNw/s400/IMG_0065.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264908862301552018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lily and Ollie got a little bored at the viewing of Grandpa George so they played on the ramp outside the room and had a great time.  Lily made Ollie be the horse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SRC3q3dp75I/AAAAAAAAAlM/L6vxNjNwjRA/s1600-h/IMG_0273.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SRC3q3dp75I/AAAAAAAAAlM/L6vxNjNwjRA/s400/IMG_0273.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264909911466831762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SRC3qrcZ6XI/AAAAAAAAAlE/v_iA40HzCGo/s1600-h/IMG_0268.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SRC3qrcZ6XI/AAAAAAAAAlE/v_iA40HzCGo/s400/IMG_0268.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264909908240361842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lily loves to go "swimming" in Grandma Alyson's hot tub.    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SRC3rfEADUI/AAAAAAAAAlU/wzMjj6Uh3Cw/s1600-h/IMG_0280.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SRC3rfEADUI/AAAAAAAAAlU/wzMjj6Uh3Cw/s400/IMG_0280.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264909922096647490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taylor came down from Logan to see Lily, it had been six months since he last saw her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SRC2vKS6WjI/AAAAAAAAAk8/5AEV-4v8kuA/s1600-h/IMG_0254.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SRC2vKS6WjI/AAAAAAAAAk8/5AEV-4v8kuA/s400/IMG_0254.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264908885729892914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SRC2vF0-YzI/AAAAAAAAAk0/buh1DnTT_u0/s1600-h/IMG_0252.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SRC2vF0-YzI/AAAAAAAAAk0/buh1DnTT_u0/s400/IMG_0252.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264908884530586418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lily and Ollie took a bath together at Grandma Gayle's and did the "side by side" swim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SRC2u9-vZ0I/AAAAAAAAAks/g66VitJy180/s1600-h/IMG_0209.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SRC2u9-vZ0I/AAAAAAAAAks/g66VitJy180/s400/IMG_0209.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264908882424063810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Halloween we visited Grandma Madge in Provo.  She was so happy to see how Lily has grown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SRC2uul3PkI/AAAAAAAAAkk/Aa5VQ4I_SAc/s1600-h/IMG_0133.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SRC2uul3PkI/AAAAAAAAAkk/Aa5VQ4I_SAc/s400/IMG_0133.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264908878293188162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lily was the cutest bear-pirate there has ever been.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/710718064264052136-2423930515450329199?l=lilypad1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilypad1.blogspot.com/feeds/2423930515450329199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=710718064264052136&amp;postID=2423930515450329199' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710718064264052136/posts/default/2423930515450329199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710718064264052136/posts/default/2423930515450329199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilypad1.blogspot.com/2008/11/funerals-bring-us-together.html' title='Funerals bring us together....'/><author><name>Scott Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17786716960453219022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1684/3334/400/the%20cruise%20002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SRC2tzBKPZI/AAAAAAAAAkc/TLI7P2pKCNw/s72-c/IMG_0065.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-710718064264052136.post-1321600496511107549</id><published>2008-11-04T13:32:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T13:40:20.882-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bear-Pirate</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SRCy49DcMsI/AAAAAAAAAkM/61ymPKGT7Po/s1600-h/IMG_0135.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SRCy49DcMsI/AAAAAAAAAkM/61ymPKGT7Po/s400/IMG_0135.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264904655927521986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SRCxyXHaEwI/AAAAAAAAAkE/BqSDCQXSOqo/s1600-h/IMG_0120.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SRCxyXHaEwI/AAAAAAAAAkE/BqSDCQXSOqo/s400/IMG_0120.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264903443152769794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought Lily a bear costume thinking it would match Scott's requirements perfectly.  While it was cute...it apparently was too boring so Scott decided to buy a pirate costume and make Lily a bear-pirate.  As usual, Scott's decision to go the extra mile paid off and Lily looked adorable.  She loved to keep the costume on, especially the belly part!  Since we were in Utah for my grandpa Neuenschwander's funeral, we went trick-or-treating in our old neighborhood.  Lily was definitely the cutest trick-or-treater out there.  Her cousins, dad and uncle Coby were all a pretty close second though.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SRCy5a0RzJI/AAAAAAAAAkU/qx_OWsKpvA8/s1600-h/IMG_0149.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SRCy5a0RzJI/AAAAAAAAAkU/qx_OWsKpvA8/s400/IMG_0149.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264904663916989586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/710718064264052136-1321600496511107549?l=lilypad1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilypad1.blogspot.com/feeds/1321600496511107549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=710718064264052136&amp;postID=1321600496511107549' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710718064264052136/posts/default/1321600496511107549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710718064264052136/posts/default/1321600496511107549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilypad1.blogspot.com/2008/11/bear-pirate.html' title='Bear-Pirate'/><author><name>Scott Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17786716960453219022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1684/3334/400/the%20cruise%20002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SRCy49DcMsI/AAAAAAAAAkM/61ymPKGT7Po/s72-c/IMG_0135.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-710718064264052136.post-5902327382254797582</id><published>2008-09-19T10:52:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T15:26:46.637-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Visit from "Nani" and Cam</title><content type='html'>I got it!  Here are the pictures from when Cam and Natalie came to visit us!  We spent one afternoon at the beach.  We were just walking along not planning to go down to the water but Lily talked us into it and we spent a long time there!  Lily loved it.  She still asks for Cam and Natalie and it's so cute when she says, "Cam!" out of the blue.    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something cute not related to Cam and Natalie:  Lately she gets really happy/giddy before I put her in her crib.  Last night she was laughing and when I closed the door she said, "bye!"  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;.dtop,.dbottom{display:block;background: white /* &lt;- change the color of the corners here */ } .dtop b,.dbottom b{display:block; height:1px;overflow:hidden; background:#000} .d1{margin:0 5px} .d2{margin:0 3px} .d3{margin:0 2px} .dtop .d4,.dbottom b.d4{margin:0 1px; height:2px} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;div style="text-align:center"&gt; &lt;div style="background:#000; width:425px"&gt; &lt;b class="dtop"&gt; &lt;b class="d1"&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b class="d2"&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b class="d3"&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b class="d4"&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;iframe style="margin-top:10px" src=http://www.flickr.com/slideShow/index.gne?user_id=http://www.flickr.com/photos/thebrowniespot/&amp;set_id=72157607323654734 frameBorder=0 width=375 height=375 scrolling=no&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;a style="font-size:10px; text-decoration:none; color:#555" href="http://blogger-templates.blogspot.com/2005/09/flash-slideshow.html"&gt;Flash Slideshow&lt;/a&gt; &lt;b class="dbottom"&gt; &lt;b class="d4"&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b class="d3"&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b class="d2"&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b class="d1"&gt; &lt;/b&gt; &lt;/b&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/710718064264052136-5902327382254797582?l=lilypad1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilypad1.blogspot.com/feeds/5902327382254797582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=710718064264052136&amp;postID=5902327382254797582' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710718064264052136/posts/default/5902327382254797582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710718064264052136/posts/default/5902327382254797582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilypad1.blogspot.com/2008/09/currently-working-onthe-visit-from-nani.html' title='The Visit from &quot;Nani&quot; and Cam'/><author><name>Scott Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17786716960453219022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1684/3334/400/the%20cruise%20002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-710718064264052136.post-159601686866929113</id><published>2008-09-19T10:52:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T11:08:48.862-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Dinner with Ollie</title><content type='html'>Ollie and Lily had a sleepover!  They had a lot of fun together and these are pictures of them eating their "dinner" of pumpkin pancakes.  They've been sick and haven't really played for close to two weeks now.  Lily asks for Ollie everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SNPcfkRI5UI/AAAAAAAAAjc/ZdwZ8iAnamU/s1600-h/IMG_8519.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SNPcfkRI5UI/AAAAAAAAAjc/ZdwZ8iAnamU/s400/IMG_8519.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247780425686377794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SNPcf6Y5FQI/AAAAAAAAAjk/3FZaosUp97s/s1600-h/IMG_8520.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SNPcf6Y5FQI/AAAAAAAAAjk/3FZaosUp97s/s400/IMG_8520.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247780431624475906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SNPcgA6O0cI/AAAAAAAAAjs/7unNpOcwE5E/s1600-h/IMG_8521.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SNPcgA6O0cI/AAAAAAAAAjs/7unNpOcwE5E/s400/IMG_8521.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247780433374925250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SNPcgReIWjI/AAAAAAAAAj0/rbCGEj7tHzk/s1600-h/IMG_8523.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SNPcgReIWjI/AAAAAAAAAj0/rbCGEj7tHzk/s400/IMG_8523.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247780437820463666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SNPcggwcHgI/AAAAAAAAAj8/Z3gfyNjkxgc/s1600-h/IMG_8527.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SNPcggwcHgI/AAAAAAAAAj8/Z3gfyNjkxgc/s400/IMG_8527.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247780441923788290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/710718064264052136-159601686866929113?l=lilypad1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilypad1.blogspot.com/feeds/159601686866929113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=710718064264052136&amp;postID=159601686866929113' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710718064264052136/posts/default/159601686866929113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710718064264052136/posts/default/159601686866929113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilypad1.blogspot.com/2008/09/dinner-with-ollie.html' title='Dinner with Ollie'/><author><name>Scott Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17786716960453219022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1684/3334/400/the%20cruise%20002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SNPcfkRI5UI/AAAAAAAAAjc/ZdwZ8iAnamU/s72-c/IMG_8519.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-710718064264052136.post-6953254518965626266</id><published>2008-09-05T09:02:00.011-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T09:55:14.269-06:00</updated><title type='text'>You two make beautiful babies....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SMFKfgO6UyI/AAAAAAAAAfU/oqJ7hyTBVEM/s1600-h/IMG_8467.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SMFKfgO6UyI/AAAAAAAAAfU/oqJ7hyTBVEM/s400/IMG_8467.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242553346324845346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we visited Danielle in California she and Scott went to the bagel store with Lily.  Apparently, the guy working there thought they were married and told them, looking at Lily, "You two make beautiful babies."  Weird.  Gross.  And if they were married, it would be true!  But, somehow Lily is still cute.  Danielle came to visit us for the weekend and we loved having her here.  Lily was so excited and was saying "Dani!" days before Danielle got here.  This post is long with lots of pictures and explanations so sit down and get ready to see one "beautiful baby!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first morning Danielle was here we took her to our second home on Saturdays:  THE BONGO ROOM....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SMFLrbg6ZMI/AAAAAAAAAfc/cx53p4xwAYg/s1600-h/IMG_8333.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SMFLrbg6ZMI/AAAAAAAAAfc/cx53p4xwAYg/s400/IMG_8333.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242554650728228034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SMFM5J5NQkI/AAAAAAAAAf0/vbIW3FL2qz4/s1600-h/IMG_8335.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SMFM5J5NQkI/AAAAAAAAAf0/vbIW3FL2qz4/s400/IMG_8335.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242555986028085826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SMFM5T-5EbI/AAAAAAAAAf8/hxkxwvtzoTI/s1600-h/IMG_8341.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SMFM5T-5EbI/AAAAAAAAAf8/hxkxwvtzoTI/s400/IMG_8341.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242555988736283058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's our favorite brunch place, thanks to Coby and Kristal, and if you've visited or will visit....you WILL experience brunch at the Bongo Room.  The night before, Lily had figured out that when she says "shush" she can pick her nose too.  She was laughing hysterically the night before so she decided to do it again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SMFM3JgttPI/AAAAAAAAAfk/Y-gQm7N3FUQ/s1600-h/IMG_8343.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SMFM3JgttPI/AAAAAAAAAfk/Y-gQm7N3FUQ/s400/IMG_8343.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242555951565616370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SMFM42OhimI/AAAAAAAAAfs/ufUY6AC_XAw/s1600-h/IMG_8345.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SMFM42OhimI/AAAAAAAAAfs/ufUY6AC_XAw/s400/IMG_8345.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242555980748786274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To walk off the yummy breakfast, we went shopping around Wicker Park/Bucktown.  We found a children's store.  Lily of course loved running around.  Scott turned his back on her for a short second and when he turned back she had her shoes off and was trying on these...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SMFOAoVkIaI/AAAAAAAAAgE/JTkz3N2XyeI/s1600-h/IMG_8352.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SMFOAoVkIaI/AAAAAAAAAgE/JTkz3N2XyeI/s400/IMG_8352.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242557213970801058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SMFOA0Ry24I/AAAAAAAAAgM/S4LmzeLLgvI/s1600-h/IMG_8353.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SMFOA0Ry24I/AAAAAAAAAgM/S4LmzeLLgvI/s400/IMG_8353.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242557217176214402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to get some!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That night we ate some yummy food at AVEC and then dessert at HOT CHOCOLATE.  It was all delicious and Lily handled it all very nicely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SMFPYvoYiMI/AAAAAAAAAgU/ruKc4dUiMGs/s1600-h/IMG_8362.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SMFPYvoYiMI/AAAAAAAAAgU/ruKc4dUiMGs/s400/IMG_8362.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242558727757269186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SMFPZFj0RNI/AAAAAAAAAgc/1tR8pCswp9I/s1600-h/IMG_8363.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SMFPZFj0RNI/AAAAAAAAAgc/1tR8pCswp9I/s400/IMG_8363.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242558733643695314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SMFPZq3RiYI/AAAAAAAAAgk/LrH9bsIY8TU/s1600-h/IMG_8368.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SMFPZq3RiYI/AAAAAAAAAgk/LrH9bsIY8TU/s400/IMG_8368.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242558743657417090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SMFPZ51awnI/AAAAAAAAAgs/rGjx966sbX0/s1600-h/IMG_8374.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SMFPZ51awnI/AAAAAAAAAgs/rGjx966sbX0/s400/IMG_8374.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242558747676164722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SMFPaScWdlI/AAAAAAAAAg0/BSvzQsYs-7E/s1600-h/IMG_8375.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SMFPaScWdlI/AAAAAAAAAg0/BSvzQsYs-7E/s400/IMG_8375.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242558754281911890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SMFP4EGXHPI/AAAAAAAAAg8/RIa6-u4lod0/s1600-h/IMG_8371.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SMFP4EGXHPI/AAAAAAAAAg8/RIa6-u4lod0/s400/IMG_8371.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242559265827658994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Danielle bought Lily a Che shirt so we dressed her in it and took our little revolutionary to the zoo.  It was extremely crowded but we were able to get a glimpse at the gorilla's (our favorite) and the lions before Lily was in desperate need of a nap.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SMFRSWaDsVI/AAAAAAAAAhE/L0GrlklV3_o/s1600-h/IMG_8378.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SMFRSWaDsVI/AAAAAAAAAhE/L0GrlklV3_o/s400/IMG_8378.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242560816930337106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SMFRSh35V2I/AAAAAAAAAhM/w3MPBQOVNws/s1600-h/IMG_8383.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SMFRSh35V2I/AAAAAAAAAhM/w3MPBQOVNws/s400/IMG_8383.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242560820008277858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SMFRSzktn_I/AAAAAAAAAhU/OUexPYIC2WY/s1600-h/IMG_8390.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SMFRSzktn_I/AAAAAAAAAhU/OUexPYIC2WY/s400/IMG_8390.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242560824759656434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SMFRTEk-0oI/AAAAAAAAAhc/KHAK5YnK4p8/s1600-h/IMG_8394.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SMFRTEk-0oI/AAAAAAAAAhc/KHAK5YnK4p8/s400/IMG_8394.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242560829324186242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day we went to the Bongo Room again (because we wanted to and because it was open!) and then off to the fountain and bean.  She was ORNERY the whole walk down but she eased up when she got in her swimsuit and played in the fountain.  Lily LOVED the fountain.  Scott said it was the most fun she's had there.  She loves to stick her hands in your mouth and didn't mind getting splashed in the water at all.  And of course she had to visit and climb all over her favorite sculpture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SMFS3K-WJyI/AAAAAAAAAhk/97_VrFBfu0g/s1600-h/IMG_8420.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SMFS3K-WJyI/AAAAAAAAAhk/97_VrFBfu0g/s400/IMG_8420.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242562549028103970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SMFS3VItrHI/AAAAAAAAAhs/kixX9qCGLg4/s1600-h/IMG_8427.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SMFS3VItrHI/AAAAAAAAAhs/kixX9qCGLg4/s400/IMG_8427.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242562551755943026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SMFS3n31OlI/AAAAAAAAAh0/9Jktr9SQh20/s1600-h/IMG_8431.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SMFS3n31OlI/AAAAAAAAAh0/9Jktr9SQh20/s400/IMG_8431.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242562556785408594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SMFS3wVMpzI/AAAAAAAAAh8/QzemO49cLJ4/s1600-h/IMG_8433.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SMFS3wVMpzI/AAAAAAAAAh8/QzemO49cLJ4/s400/IMG_8433.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242562559056062258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SMFS4CH7cAI/AAAAAAAAAiE/pxXAqPnDKTY/s1600-h/IMG_8439.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SMFS4CH7cAI/AAAAAAAAAiE/pxXAqPnDKTY/s400/IMG_8439.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242562563832246274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SMFUJVsluOI/AAAAAAAAAiM/ZF8jPV-BcrE/s1600-h/IMG_8446.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SMFUJVsluOI/AAAAAAAAAiM/ZF8jPV-BcrE/s400/IMG_8446.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242563960655689954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SMFUJgbymoI/AAAAAAAAAiU/mgulAUPKnoI/s1600-h/IMG_8457.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SMFUJgbymoI/AAAAAAAAAiU/mgulAUPKnoI/s400/IMG_8457.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242563963538020994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SMFUKG3drzI/AAAAAAAAAic/xsHDYTM-WBY/s1600-h/IMG_8462.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SMFUKG3drzI/AAAAAAAAAic/xsHDYTM-WBY/s400/IMG_8462.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242563973854637874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SMFUKW9_UBI/AAAAAAAAAik/xu_EdDPUHWk/s1600-h/IMG_8465.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SMFUKW9_UBI/AAAAAAAAAik/xu_EdDPUHWk/s400/IMG_8465.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242563978176974866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SMFUKpBzLMI/AAAAAAAAAis/W43aTeogcPA/s1600-h/IMG_8475.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SMFUKpBzLMI/AAAAAAAAAis/W43aTeogcPA/s400/IMG_8475.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242563983024794818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SMFVKQLHcLI/AAAAAAAAAi0/G6_SCYjqAGE/s1600-h/IMG_8479.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SMFVKQLHcLI/AAAAAAAAAi0/G6_SCYjqAGE/s400/IMG_8479.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242565075864613042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SMFVKn1a1yI/AAAAAAAAAi8/bp24P9WET_4/s1600-h/IMG_8496.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SMFVKn1a1yI/AAAAAAAAAi8/bp24P9WET_4/s400/IMG_8496.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242565082216060706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SMFVKz_bZWI/AAAAAAAAAjE/Y-KOcrZLPHI/s1600-h/IMG_8497.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SMFVKz_bZWI/AAAAAAAAAjE/Y-KOcrZLPHI/s400/IMG_8497.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242565085479265634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SMFVLCdzZ8I/AAAAAAAAAjM/AUHPrwjpOV8/s1600-h/IMG_8500.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SMFVLCdzZ8I/AAAAAAAAAjM/AUHPrwjpOV8/s400/IMG_8500.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242565089364764610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SMFVLeIaQpI/AAAAAAAAAjU/3gUOHzVAaaA/s1600-h/IMG_8510.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SMFVLeIaQpI/AAAAAAAAAjU/3gUOHzVAaaA/s400/IMG_8510.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242565096791229074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, that was a TON of pictures but there were more and I tried to choose the cutest!!!  Thanks for visiting us Danielle!  We love you.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll let you all know when I get the video of her "touille" dance posted.  I also have some cute pics of her and Ollie eating at her little table Scott bought her from Ikea.  I'll let you all know, but for now, enjoy!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/710718064264052136-6953254518965626266?l=lilypad1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilypad1.blogspot.com/feeds/6953254518965626266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=710718064264052136&amp;postID=6953254518965626266' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710718064264052136/posts/default/6953254518965626266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710718064264052136/posts/default/6953254518965626266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilypad1.blogspot.com/2008/09/you-two-make-beautiful-babies.html' title='You two make beautiful babies....'/><author><name>Scott Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17786716960453219022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1684/3334/400/the%20cruise%20002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SMFKfgO6UyI/AAAAAAAAAfU/oqJ7hyTBVEM/s72-c/IMG_8467.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-710718064264052136.post-1599436837337240657</id><published>2008-08-28T14:09:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T14:29:22.974-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Mud Shampoo and Trader Joe's</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SLcHStWiSzI/AAAAAAAAAec/g3n-oWbrjwo/s1600-h/IMG_8304.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SLcHStWiSzI/AAAAAAAAAec/g3n-oWbrjwo/s400/IMG_8304.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239664709462018866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  When we got to the beach someone had built a mote for us!  Lily and Ollie plopped in and that's when the complimentary shampooing took place.  Ollie's new thing is to put whatever is spreadable on his hands and then in his hair.  What's more spreadable and fun to put in your hair than mud?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SLcHTOXLQYI/AAAAAAAAAek/e6eQWUJCZpE/s1600-h/IMG_8307.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SLcHTOXLQYI/AAAAAAAAAek/e6eQWUJCZpE/s400/IMG_8307.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239664718323073410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SLcHTnGt9sI/AAAAAAAAAes/zHuQsXIdYis/s1600-h/IMG_8313.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SLcHTnGt9sI/AAAAAAAAAes/zHuQsXIdYis/s400/IMG_8313.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239664724964931266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lily also had her first experience pushing a shopping cart!  A couple weeks ago we spent the Saturday outside watching the air show,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SLcJfFGhcSI/AAAAAAAAAe0/5VR76Tz8038/s1600-h/IMG_8213.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SLcJfFGhcSI/AAAAAAAAAe0/5VR76Tz8038/s400/IMG_8213.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239667121018990882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shopping at Trader Joe's &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SLcJfnoaQVI/AAAAAAAAAe8/R5VcEFGRK1o/s1600-h/IMG_8234.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SLcJfnoaQVI/AAAAAAAAAe8/R5VcEFGRK1o/s400/IMG_8234.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239667130287931730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and playing at the park. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SLcJgtFFbzI/AAAAAAAAAfM/uJMMrCsSe4s/s1600-h/IMG_8283.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SLcJgtFFbzI/AAAAAAAAAfM/uJMMrCsSe4s/s400/IMG_8283.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239667148930248498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Lily LOVED the shopping cart, it was so funny to watch her push the cart down the aisle and throw items in.  At one point she got going so fast she couldn't keep up with herself so she fell and the cart kept going.  After that she let the Trader Joe's employee in the aisle know that she had "scraped" her knee by saying "knee" and pointing to it over and over again.  He was pretty impressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SLcJgGJi0nI/AAAAAAAAAfE/7phQ9bncVWM/s1600-h/IMG_8238.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SLcJgGJi0nI/AAAAAAAAAfE/7phQ9bncVWM/s400/IMG_8238.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239667138479968882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/710718064264052136-1599436837337240657?l=lilypad1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilypad1.blogspot.com/feeds/1599436837337240657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=710718064264052136&amp;postID=1599436837337240657' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710718064264052136/posts/default/1599436837337240657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710718064264052136/posts/default/1599436837337240657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilypad1.blogspot.com/2008/08/mud-shampoo-and-trader-joes.html' title='Mud Shampoo and Trader Joe&apos;s'/><author><name>Scott Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17786716960453219022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1684/3334/400/the%20cruise%20002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SLcHStWiSzI/AAAAAAAAAec/g3n-oWbrjwo/s72-c/IMG_8304.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-710718064264052136.post-4482665607529895401</id><published>2008-08-22T13:16:00.009-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T12:17:39.723-06:00</updated><title type='text'>"PAPI"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SLLxqAL5mFI/AAAAAAAAAWw/AFbyLvx9YPg/s1600-h/mark%26lilysculp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SLLxqAL5mFI/AAAAAAAAAWw/AFbyLvx9YPg/s400/mark%26lilysculp.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238515020492019794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We don't know why, exactly, but when we ask Lily to say "grandpa" she says "papi."  It's really cute and I'm sure her grandpas love it.  Her Grandpa Mark came to visit the first weekend of August due to a business trip.  We had a lot of fun!  I'm sure the highlight for Mark was when Lily first saw him.  She ran up to him with her arms open, ready for a hug.  It was pretty adorable.  She loves to give hugs and, lucky me, I get to be the recipient of most of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SLLx5XMBtrI/AAAAAAAAAW4/XeJwIVcQfYg/s1600-h/lilyhugging.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SLLx5XMBtrI/AAAAAAAAAW4/XeJwIVcQfYg/s400/lilyhugging.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238515284364605106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She enjoys playing in the fountain at Millenium Park.  We took Mark down there and she loved showing him around.  Taking Lily down to the fountain and the bean is one of Scott's favorite things about Chicago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SLLzKUWfNUI/AAAAAAAAAXA/wVE-UmjzN94/s1600-h/Lily+fountaint.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SLLzKUWfNUI/AAAAAAAAAXA/wVE-UmjzN94/s400/Lily+fountaint.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238516675172578626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SLLzKnVoLaI/AAAAAAAAAXI/s065JIWSVFw/s1600-h/scott%26lilyfountaint.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SLLzKnVoLaI/AAAAAAAAAXI/s065JIWSVFw/s400/scott%26lilyfountaint.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238516680269245858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SLL1KIOs0yI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/tHPvxgS5XXY/s1600-h/lilybean.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SLL1KIOs0yI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/tHPvxgS5XXY/s400/lilybean.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238518870941946658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SLL1LVfJgdI/AAAAAAAAAXY/WVwFCbn1LkA/s1600-h/familybean.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SLL1LVfJgdI/AAAAAAAAAXY/WVwFCbn1LkA/s400/familybean.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238518891680465362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other thing Lily loves is to go to the sculptures at the park.  She loves to climb on them, sit on them, and watch other kids do the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SLL10qA54LI/AAAAAAAAAXg/TatkpxDmPkQ/s1600-h/lilybutt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SLL10qA54LI/AAAAAAAAAXg/TatkpxDmPkQ/s400/lilybutt.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238519601565393074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SLL106aeppI/AAAAAAAAAXo/nmyjQ_bbHXs/s1600-h/scott%24lilysculp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SLL106aeppI/AAAAAAAAAXo/nmyjQ_bbHXs/s400/scott%24lilysculp.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238519605967627922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SLL11FyMawI/AAAAAAAAAXw/kXXlq7YviT0/s1600-h/lilylooking.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SLL11FyMawI/AAAAAAAAAXw/kXXlq7YviT0/s400/lilylooking.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238519609019886338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing Lily loves about Grandpa is that she can tell him where to go...and he'll take her there.  Or, now that she's walking, she'll take him there and he'll gladly follow!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SLL2mxXc5lI/AAAAAAAAAX4/9VBLbAhadUc/s1600-h/lilypointing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SLL2mxXc5lI/AAAAAAAAAX4/9VBLbAhadUc/s400/lilypointing.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238520462532470354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SLL2m92ORzI/AAAAAAAAAYA/5YxpnMkpRok/s1600-h/lilyhat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SLL2m92ORzI/AAAAAAAAAYA/5YxpnMkpRok/s400/lilyhat.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238520465882761010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SLL2nCwcB4I/AAAAAAAAAYI/-2uNuBMNiCQ/s1600-h/lilywalking.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SLL2nCwcB4I/AAAAAAAAAYI/-2uNuBMNiCQ/s400/lilywalking.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238520467200673666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SLL2n0cjVUI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/uM6ikcvuiJ4/s1600-h/lilywalking2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SLL2n0cjVUI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/uM6ikcvuiJ4/s400/lilywalking2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238520480539039042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Papi!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/710718064264052136-4482665607529895401?l=lilypad1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilypad1.blogspot.com/feeds/4482665607529895401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=710718064264052136&amp;postID=4482665607529895401' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710718064264052136/posts/default/4482665607529895401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710718064264052136/posts/default/4482665607529895401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilypad1.blogspot.com/2008/08/papi.html' title='&quot;PAPI&quot;'/><author><name>Scott Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17786716960453219022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1684/3334/400/the%20cruise%20002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SLLxqAL5mFI/AAAAAAAAAWw/AFbyLvx9YPg/s72-c/mark%26lilysculp.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-710718064264052136.post-9103730625277444115</id><published>2008-08-22T11:32:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T13:03:23.159-06:00</updated><title type='text'>LILY'S "COOKIES"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SK8NaGOvaHI/AAAAAAAAAWo/V3yUBSbxIXk/s1600-h/IMG_8005-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SK8NaGOvaHI/AAAAAAAAAWo/V3yUBSbxIXk/s400/IMG_8005-1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237419633655375986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lily started calling every treat a "cookie".  I was making cupcakes and put her up on the stool next to me to help me frost them.  She ended up dipping whatever she could into the frosting, transferring it to another container and then licking it.  She loves to help me in the kitchen.  The other night while I was making dinner she was ornery because I wasn't playing with her.  So, I put her on the stool and let her get some flour and muffin batter into her own cooking bowls.  I wasn't really paying attention and heard her say "mmmm".  I looked over and she was licking the flour and muffin batter...I tried the batter, it wasn't "mmmmm".  She also helped me make her a PB &amp; J the other day by dipping a small piece of bread into the peanut butter and eating it off the bread, she honestly had to have had more than a full tablespoon of peanut butter on the end of that bread.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She loves cookies so much that whenever I ask her what she wants to eat she says, "cookie!"  So the other day Scott gave me the idea to call pancakes, cookies....it worked, to say the least, and she eats "cookies" at least twice a day.  I slip canned pumpkin in to make them a little healthier.  She loves them!!! She is starting to act like such a little girl...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SK76nWtcDFI/AAAAAAAAAWg/MIGPsNP5MbQ/s1600-h/IMG_8001-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SK76nWtcDFI/AAAAAAAAAWg/MIGPsNP5MbQ/s320/IMG_8001-1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237398970696469586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/710718064264052136-9103730625277444115?l=lilypad1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilypad1.blogspot.com/feeds/9103730625277444115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=710718064264052136&amp;postID=9103730625277444115' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710718064264052136/posts/default/9103730625277444115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710718064264052136/posts/default/9103730625277444115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilypad1.blogspot.com/2008/08/lilys-cookies.html' title='LILY&apos;S &quot;COOKIES&quot;'/><author><name>Scott Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17786716960453219022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1684/3334/400/the%20cruise%20002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SK8NaGOvaHI/AAAAAAAAAWo/V3yUBSbxIXk/s72-c/IMG_8005-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-710718064264052136.post-3047357948500407990</id><published>2008-08-21T14:29:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T14:58:57.042-06:00</updated><title type='text'>OLLLLL-EEEEEEE!!!</title><content type='html'>In July Grandma Gayle and Grandpa Paul came out for two weeks and the last night they were here was Grandpa Paul's birthday.  We went to dinner and then to a frozen yogurt place to celebrate. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SK3U4n3guII/AAAAAAAAAVg/NbhjcQ4EIGg/s1600-h/IMG_7998-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SK3U4n3guII/AAAAAAAAAVg/NbhjcQ4EIGg/s320/IMG_7998-1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237076010941331586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Lily was at the yogurt place before Ollie so she yelled for him until he got there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SK3VYv1gt1I/AAAAAAAAAVo/X2fFRt8yyvQ/s1600-h/IMG_7955.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SK3VYv1gt1I/AAAAAAAAAVo/X2fFRt8yyvQ/s320/IMG_7955.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237076562836240210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SK3VZB6EaNI/AAAAAAAAAVw/4sG44BYDnyM/s1600-h/IMG_7956.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SK3VZB6EaNI/AAAAAAAAAVw/4sG44BYDnyM/s320/IMG_7956.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237076567687194834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once he did...well, as the pictures will tell you, she didn't let go!!!  Most of the time Ollie doesn't mind Lily attacking him and often hugs back, but not so much this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SK3WglqkY7I/AAAAAAAAAV4/OLLxUQfZNH8/s1600-h/IMG_7965-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SK3WglqkY7I/AAAAAAAAAV4/OLLxUQfZNH8/s320/IMG_7965-1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237077797056570290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SK3WhPyBoLI/AAAAAAAAAWA/NvBN5jPiLJ4/s1600-h/IMG_7970-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SK3WhPyBoLI/AAAAAAAAAWA/NvBN5jPiLJ4/s320/IMG_7970-1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237077808362135730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SK3WhdAT48I/AAAAAAAAAWI/LWD9fqo4JhA/s1600-h/IMG_7980.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SK3WhdAT48I/AAAAAAAAAWI/LWD9fqo4JhA/s320/IMG_7980.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237077811911713730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SK3Wh6PzndI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/v8ezKWKpiZ8/s1600-h/IMG_7985-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SK3Wh6PzndI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/v8ezKWKpiZ8/s320/IMG_7985-1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237077819761335762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/710718064264052136-3047357948500407990?l=lilypad1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilypad1.blogspot.com/feeds/3047357948500407990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=710718064264052136&amp;postID=3047357948500407990' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710718064264052136/posts/default/3047357948500407990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710718064264052136/posts/default/3047357948500407990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilypad1.blogspot.com/2008/08/olllll-eeeeeee.html' title='OLLLLL-EEEEEEE!!!'/><author><name>Scott Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17786716960453219022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1684/3334/400/the%20cruise%20002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SK3U4n3guII/AAAAAAAAAVg/NbhjcQ4EIGg/s72-c/IMG_7998-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-710718064264052136.post-1746263199757414425</id><published>2008-08-20T14:29:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T14:51:15.538-06:00</updated><title type='text'>WHO SAYS TODDLERS DON'T WEAR SUNGLASSES?</title><content type='html'>When we first moved here I was at Gymboree with Scott’s mom.  I wanted to buy some bows to put in Lily's hair when she wears pigtails.  Then I decided that sunglasses wouldn’t be a bad thing to protect her eyes either, since I knew we’d be spending a lot of time outside.  So Lily grabs the “flamingo” (that’s what they were called on the tag) sunglasses and won’t let me take them off to buy them.  Finally, I get them from her long enough to buy them and then she isn’t interested…only for a second though.  Just long enough for the saleslady to say, “yeah, toddlers NEVER keep on sunglasses, or bows for that matter.”  Of course she told me that AFTER I had purchased them.  However, I’d like to tell this lady that she should never say never because MY kid wears her sunglasses, and her bows (when I put them in her hair, which is rarely because it’s not worth the fight over who gets to comb her hair-me or Lily.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are just a couple pictures of Lily during her eighteenth month of life.  She loves the beach and her grandparents…and Ollie is her best friend.  Don’t all best friends take baths together?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SKyC3_EjyvI/AAAAAAAAAUo/ghniuhWg4Uo/s1600-h/IMG_7921.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SKyC3_EjyvI/AAAAAAAAAUo/ghniuhWg4Uo/s320/IMG_7921.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236704365060016882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SKyC4Dxi7WI/AAAAAAAAAUw/8T7AZ3E66A8/s1600-h/IMG_7820.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SKyC4Dxi7WI/AAAAAAAAAUw/8T7AZ3E66A8/s320/IMG_7820.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236704366322445666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SKyC4WfhG6I/AAAAAAAAAU4/bjcOreZL1Zs/s1600-h/IMG_7777.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SKyC4WfhG6I/AAAAAAAAAU4/bjcOreZL1Zs/s320/IMG_7777.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236704371347102626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SKyC4yYLkJI/AAAAAAAAAVA/Y952t33aoSQ/s1600-h/IMG_7754.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SKyC4yYLkJI/AAAAAAAAAVA/Y952t33aoSQ/s320/IMG_7754.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236704378832523410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SKyC5Jd_YhI/AAAAAAAAAVI/lSrAHVQVqNk/s1600-h/IMG_7658.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SKyC5Jd_YhI/AAAAAAAAAVI/lSrAHVQVqNk/s320/IMG_7658.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236704385030906386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SKyBDKhl-mI/AAAAAAAAAUg/FatnBx6_p98/s1600-h/IMG_7743.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SKyBDKhl-mI/AAAAAAAAAUg/FatnBx6_p98/s320/IMG_7743.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236702358089890402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/710718064264052136-1746263199757414425?l=lilypad1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilypad1.blogspot.com/feeds/1746263199757414425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=710718064264052136&amp;postID=1746263199757414425' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710718064264052136/posts/default/1746263199757414425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710718064264052136/posts/default/1746263199757414425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilypad1.blogspot.com/2008/08/who-says-toddlers-dont-wear-sunglasses.html' title='WHO SAYS TODDLERS DON&apos;T WEAR SUNGLASSES?'/><author><name>Scott Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17786716960453219022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1684/3334/400/the%20cruise%20002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SKyC3_EjyvI/AAAAAAAAAUo/ghniuhWg4Uo/s72-c/IMG_7921.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-710718064264052136.post-9085145972010802375</id><published>2008-06-29T21:29:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T22:44:03.992-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Chicago</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SGhj2hiOEWI/AAAAAAAAAUY/yX361-0im3o/s1600-h/IMG_7308.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SGhj2hiOEWI/AAAAAAAAAUY/yX361-0im3o/s320/IMG_7308.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217529956674703714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...we moved to Chicago and it feels like we've lived here for a lot longer than four weeks!!!  Lily is absolutely loving it here.  We get to go to the zoo for free whenever the heck we want.  Lily loves to get up to the glass and look at the gorillas.  She jumps up and down and squeals when they get close.  We take Scott to the bus stop every morning and then run along the beach. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She loves her cousin Ollie and when we ask her what she wants to do today or what she did today she just says "Ollie."  There are parks everywhere and Lily loves to play at every single one of them.  She has found a favorite spot to sit…on my kitchen footstool.  She likes to read, eat and do secretarial work on it.  It’s pretty funny to watch her play on it.  Scott bought us a new stroller when we got here and we lug it up and down the stairs of our apartment several times a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandma Alyson and Grandpa Mark visited us the first week we were here…thanks to some work Grandpa Mark had in this area.  We bought her some sunglasses and she wears them every time we go outside and when we took her diaper off at the park she decided to show the ducks EVERYTHING!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since we live by the beach we decided it was important to get Lily used to feeling the sand between her toes.  Like everything else, she wasn’t so sure of it at first but now she likes it more.  We went to Millennium Park when Tommy and Nicole visited us from Michigan and she loved the fountain and the bean. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She finds friends wherever she goes…at the Embodi booth (now being sold at Whole Foods nationwide), on walks, at the zoo, the beach, the park…wherever.  She says “hi” to everyone that walks by and when her hair is in a pigtail no one can resist her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been an adjustment and we miss having family and friends so close.  But, Coby, Kristal, Oliver and Aaron are definitely helping with the transition!!  Enjoy the pictures and we love you all!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;.dtop,.dbottom{display:block;background: white /* &lt;- change the color of the corners here */ } .dtop b,.dbottom b{display:block; height:1px;overflow:hidden; background:#000} .d1{margin:0 5px} .d2{margin:0 3px} .d3{margin:0 2px} .dtop .d4,.dbottom b.d4{margin:0 1px; height:2px} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;div style="text-align:center"&gt; &lt;div style="background:#000; width:425px"&gt; &lt;b class="dtop"&gt; &lt;b class="d1"&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b class="d2"&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b class="d3"&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b class="d4"&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;iframe style="margin-top:10px" src=http://www.flickr.com/slideShow/index.gne?user_id=http://www.flickr.com/photos/thebrowniespot/&amp;set_id=72157605889191554 frameBorder=0 width=375 height=375 scrolling=no&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;a style="font-size:10px; text-decoration:none; color:#555" href="http://blogger-templates.blogspot.com/2005/09/flash-slideshow.html"&gt;Flash Slideshow&lt;/a&gt; &lt;b class="dbottom"&gt; &lt;b class="d4"&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b class="d3"&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b class="d2"&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b class="d1"&gt; &lt;/b&gt; &lt;/b&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/710718064264052136-9085145972010802375?l=lilypad1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilypad1.blogspot.com/feeds/9085145972010802375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=710718064264052136&amp;postID=9085145972010802375' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710718064264052136/posts/default/9085145972010802375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710718064264052136/posts/default/9085145972010802375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilypad1.blogspot.com/2008/06/chicago.html' title='Chicago'/><author><name>Scott Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17786716960453219022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1684/3334/400/the%20cruise%20002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/SGhj2hiOEWI/AAAAAAAAAUY/yX361-0im3o/s72-c/IMG_7308.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-710718064264052136.post-7380679941212823245</id><published>2008-06-29T19:36:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T21:33:35.726-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Leaving Utah</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Disclaimer&lt;/span&gt;:  Because Scott loves his job so much and is super busy with it, Ashley has taken over as blog master.  Therefore, the posts will no longer be as funny or clever, but they will be cuter because Lily gets cuter every single day of her life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scott got a job in Chicago and before we knew it we were on our way out of Utah.  We did lots of visiting family and said way too many goodbyes.  Scott went to Chicago three weeks before us so he got to miss the horrific feeling of saying goodbye (or, like so many people said to make me feel better...which, FYI, didn't make me feel better, "see ya later").  Lily got lots of pictures taken with family and friends that we love so much in Utah.  She loved to wait by the door for her grandparents to come visit her...or better yet, wait outside!  Oggie was one of her favorite "toys" at Grandma Alyson's house.  It was not enjoyable to say goodbye but we are grateful to have so much love in Utah and know that Lily will never live a day in her life without being loved.  &lt;style type="text/css"&gt;.dtop,.dbottom{display:block;background: white /* &lt;- change the color of the corners here */ } .dtop b,.dbottom b{display:block; height:1px;overflow:hidden; background:#000} .d1{margin:0 5px} .d2{margin:0 3px} .d3{margin:0 2px} .dtop .d4,.dbottom b.d4{margin:0 1px; height:2px} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;div style="text-align:center"&gt; &lt;div style="background:#000; width:425px"&gt; &lt;b class="dtop"&gt; &lt;b class="d1"&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b class="d2"&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b class="d3"&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b class="d4"&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;iframe style="margin-top:10px" src=http://www.flickr.com/slideShow/index.gne?user_id=http://www.flickr.com/photos/thebrowniespot/&amp;set_id=72157605892752569 frameBorder=0 width=375 height=375 scrolling=no&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;a style="font-size:10px; text-decoration:none; color:#555" href="http://blogger-templates.blogspot.com/2005/09/flash-slideshow.html"&gt;Flash Slideshow&lt;/a&gt; &lt;b class="dbottom"&gt; &lt;b class="d4"&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b class="d3"&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b class="d2"&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b class="d1"&gt; &lt;/b&gt; &lt;/b&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/710718064264052136-7380679941212823245?l=lilypad1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilypad1.blogspot.com/feeds/7380679941212823245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=710718064264052136&amp;postID=7380679941212823245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710718064264052136/posts/default/7380679941212823245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710718064264052136/posts/default/7380679941212823245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilypad1.blogspot.com/2008/06/leaving-utah.html' title='Leaving Utah'/><author><name>Scott Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17786716960453219022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1684/3334/400/the%20cruise%20002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-710718064264052136.post-372006784253952656</id><published>2008-03-04T11:19:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T11:22:32.231-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The California</title><content type='html'>The blog is a little bit messed up right now because I am in the process of changing templates. 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&lt;b class="dbottom"&gt; &lt;b class="d4"&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b class="d3"&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b class="d2"&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b class="d1"&gt; &lt;/b&gt; &lt;/b&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/710718064264052136-372006784253952656?l=lilypad1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilypad1.blogspot.com/feeds/372006784253952656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=710718064264052136&amp;postID=372006784253952656' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710718064264052136/posts/default/372006784253952656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710718064264052136/posts/default/372006784253952656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilypad1.blogspot.com/2008/03/california.html' title='The California'/><author><name>Scott Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17786716960453219022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1684/3334/400/the%20cruise%20002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-710718064264052136.post-8739872493936386672</id><published>2008-03-04T11:12:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T11:18:47.289-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;.dtop,.dbottom{display:block;background: white /* &lt;- change the color of the corners here */ } .dtop b,.dbottom b{display:block; 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height: 326px;" id="VideoPlayback" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://video.google.com/googleplayer.swf?docId=-9052916555378122779&amp;amp;hl=en" flashvars=""&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/710718064264052136-2216962496824476151?l=lilypad1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilypad1.blogspot.com/feeds/2216962496824476151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=710718064264052136&amp;postID=2216962496824476151' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710718064264052136/posts/default/2216962496824476151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710718064264052136/posts/default/2216962496824476151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilypad1.blogspot.com/2007/12/lilys-first-thanksgiving.html' title='Lily&apos;s First Thanksgiving'/><author><name>Scott Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17786716960453219022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1684/3334/400/the%20cruise%20002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-710718064264052136.post-3216571470099158788</id><published>2007-12-03T22:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T07:55:22.079-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lily-Months 9 &amp; 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10'/><author><name>Scott Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17786716960453219022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1684/3334/400/the%20cruise%20002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-710718064264052136.post-7148041634649943401</id><published>2007-12-03T21:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T21:36:52.869-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Remodel</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I know that this blog is for Lily, but I thought I had better put at least one post with non-Lily related photos because they are my justification for why I have been so bad at updating the blog for the last 6 months. In July we started a remodel project of our bathroom and kitchen...eventually extending into most of our upstairs. The project grew so large that we were forced to move out for three months and live in Liberty Park and the SLC homeless shelter (actually, a big thanks is due to the staff at the Neuenschwander Holiday Inn for their kindness and hospitality). The photos below are the before and after pictures of the house.  Hopefully you can tell which is which.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;.dtop,.dbottom{display:block;background: white /* &lt;- change the color of the corners here */ } .dtop b,.dbottom b{display:block; height:1px;overflow:hidden; background:#000} .d1{margin:0 5px} .d2{margin:0 3px} .d3{margin:0 2px} .dtop .d4,.dbottom b.d4{margin:0 1px; height:2px} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;div style="background: rgb(0, 0, 0) none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; width: 550px;"&gt; &lt;b class="dtop"&gt; &lt;b class="d1"&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b class="d2"&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b class="d3"&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b class="d4"&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;iframe style="margin-top: 10px;" src="http://www.flickr.com/slideShow/index.gne?user_id=http://www.flickr.com/photos/thebrowniespot/&amp;amp;set_id=72157603371718287" frameborder="0" height="500" scrolling="no" width="500"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-size: 10px; text-decoration: none; color: rgb(85, 85, 85);" href="http://blogger-templates.blogspot.com/2005/09/flash-slideshow.html"&gt;Flash Slideshow&lt;/a&gt; &lt;b class="dbottom"&gt; &lt;b class="d4"&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b class="d3"&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b class="d2"&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b class="d1"&gt; &lt;/b&gt; &lt;/b&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/710718064264052136-7148041634649943401?l=lilypad1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilypad1.blogspot.com/feeds/7148041634649943401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=710718064264052136&amp;postID=7148041634649943401' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710718064264052136/posts/default/7148041634649943401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710718064264052136/posts/default/7148041634649943401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilypad1.blogspot.com/2007/12/remodel.html' title='The Remodel'/><author><name>Scott Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17786716960453219022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1684/3334/400/the%20cruise%20002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-710718064264052136.post-3419710664268026061</id><published>2007-09-27T12:03:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-09-27T14:22:53.054-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Lily- Month 7 &amp; 8</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/Rvvxgv6lL7I/AAAAAAAAATw/_PjzfcQm46Y/s1600-h/Lily-+months+7+and+8+162.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/Rvvxgv6lL7I/AAAAAAAAATw/_PjzfcQm46Y/s400/Lily-+months+7+and+8+162.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114947346729611186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two months and counting and the kitchen/bath remodel is still not done! Not having a computer up and running at home and then, on top of that, not living at home, and on top of that, being covered in slate dust,  has made it tough to keep this thing updated with pictures and video. Only a week or two to go on the remodel and then I’ll be able to do a little better on the updates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/RvvzZf6lL_I/AAAAAAAAAUQ/ZarSjDlWNO0/s1600-h/Lily-+months+7+and+8+335.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/RvvzZf6lL_I/AAAAAAAAAUQ/ZarSjDlWNO0/s320/Lily-+months+7+and+8+335.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114949421198815218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright…so let me just get this out of the way right to begin with…Lily is the cutest kid I have ever seen. Again, that is not bragging, that is just fact. They are doing scientific studies on it right now to prove it, and they don’t have all of the data collected yet, so I can’t give you the raw numbers, but they are telling me that they haven’t ever seen anything like her…she is off the charts cute. Look at the pictures below and if you still need raw numbers, maybe what you really need is a slap in the face or a punch in the nose. And then she goes and adds a winning personality to it and…man…I’m getting all flustered just thinking about it.    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;The last two months have brought out so much of Lily’s little personality. She is such a social baby. When we were in South Carolina and Georgia, whenever we would go out in public, she would pick a person and stare at them until they looked back at her and then she would just start laughing. At our hotel in Savannah, there were these awesome large black ladies that worked at the front desk, and every time we would walk by their desk, they would just start yelling “Lily! Oh aren’t you just the cutest little thing in this whole wide world?! Look at you wrapped up in all that love!” After a few times of that, each time we would get off of the elevator, Lily would immediately look straight over to the desk and just start smiling and laughing until they noticed her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;We had a ton of fun on our first family vacation. Lily played at the beach where she got scared by the waves and ate sand to help calm herself down. She loved swimming in the pool at the hotel and kept dipping her face into the water. In Savannah, she experienced what real heat feels like as we spend two days there during…what do you know…the two hottest days of the year in GA. Check out the photos of her on the trolley tour to get a sense of the sauna that was Savannah.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/Rvvynv6lL9I/AAAAAAAAAUA/diVkARVacVs/s1600-h/Lily-+months+7+and+8+265.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/Rvvynv6lL9I/AAAAAAAAAUA/diVkARVacVs/s320/Lily-+months+7+and+8+265.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114948566500323282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt; &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Since the vacation, I feel like I have hardly seen my little girl. I go to work and then come home, spend five minutes with Lily, and then go straight down to the house to work on the remodel. I have really missed the relaxing evening with Lily and Ash and that is definitely what I am looking forward to the most with getting this dumb remodel over with. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Here are some of the other big developments over the last two months:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;She has started to say “Mamamamamama” and “Dadadadadada.” Seriously. I’ve got video evidence that I will put up soon. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;She has moved past the lunge and is now doing the traditional crawl. She is crawling like a bounder. I don’t know what a bounder is, but Ash tells me it is fast and crawls a lot. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;She still loves to look at tags. Whenever we give her her blanket, it is the first thing that she finds and then she just starts staring at it. I wouldn’t be at all surprised if her first words are “Machine Wash Warm.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;She has started to wave. At first she was just moving her are around because she figured out she had an arm that she could move around. But now, she legitimately understands that she is waving hello and goodbye. The other day she was crawling away from Ash and Ash said “bye Lily,” and Lily stopped, turned around to face Ash, sat up, and waved. Then she started crawling away and, just to make sure the first time wasn’t a fluke, Ash said it again. Lily did the same thing all over again. I have made it my goal this week to get that on video and put it on the blog. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And then yesterday, Ash said “bye Lily,” and Lily didn’t have her balance, but she was so determined to wave that she lifted her hand anyway and then did a face plant. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We tried feeding her these little baby crackers the other day and she couldn't figure them out. She would get this disgusted look on her face and then start to do this little gag noise and try to spit it out. There are a bunch of pictures of it in the slideshow below.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/Rvvy5P6lL-I/AAAAAAAAAUI/5ORsTIDFkew/s1600-h/Lily-+months+7+and+8+355.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/Rvvy5P6lL-I/AAAAAAAAAUI/5ORsTIDFkew/s320/Lily-+months+7+and+8+355.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114948867148034018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ashley just wrote to tell me that Lily was in her grandpa Paul’s office and was playing over by his bookshelves and when Ash turned back to look at her, she had just about pulled two binders out, and right before they fell, Lily army rolled herself out of the way. That’s pretty cool, huh. I’m not saying she should be in the army or anything, but still, it’s nice stuff to know how to do. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;That is all that I can think of right now. In summary, Lily is the cutest baby in the world. The end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;.dtop,.dbottom{display:block;background: white /* &lt;- change the color of the corners here */ } .dtop b,.dbottom b{display:block; height:1px;overflow:hidden; background:#000} .d1{margin:0 5px} .d2{margin:0 3px} .d3{margin:0 2px} .dtop .d4,.dbottom b.d4{margin:0 1px; height:2px} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;div style="text-align:center"&gt; &lt;div style="background:#000; width:550px"&gt; &lt;b class="dtop"&gt; &lt;b class="d1"&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b class="d2"&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b class="d3"&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b class="d4"&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;iframe style="margin-top:10px" src=http://www.flickr.com/slideShow/index.gne?user_id=http://www.flickr.com/photos/thebrowniespot/&amp;set_id=72157602174159208 frameBorder=0 width=500 height=500 scrolling=no&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;a style="font-size:10px; text-decoration:none; color:#555" href="http://blogger-templates.blogspot.com/2005/09/flash-slideshow.html"&gt;Flash Slideshow&lt;/a&gt; &lt;b class="dbottom"&gt; &lt;b class="d4"&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b class="d3"&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b class="d2"&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b class="d1"&gt; &lt;/b&gt; &lt;/b&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/710718064264052136-3419710664268026061?l=lilypad1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilypad1.blogspot.com/feeds/3419710664268026061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=710718064264052136&amp;postID=3419710664268026061' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710718064264052136/posts/default/3419710664268026061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710718064264052136/posts/default/3419710664268026061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilypad1.blogspot.com/2007/09/lily-month-7-8.html' title='Lily- Month 7 &amp; 8'/><author><name>Scott Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17786716960453219022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1684/3334/400/the%20cruise%20002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/Rvvxgv6lL7I/AAAAAAAAATw/_PjzfcQm46Y/s72-c/Lily-+months+7+and+8+162.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-710718064264052136.post-6694796599657164577</id><published>2007-07-25T08:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-07-25T08:34:06.360-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Lily-The Crawl</title><content type='html'>Lily crawled for the first time yesterday!  She gets on her knees and rocks for a second and then thrusts herself forward.  The remote is a HUGE motivator!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed style="width: 400px; height: 326px;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://video.google.com/googleplayer.swf?docId=-2169650932890251978&amp;amp;hl=en" id="VideoPlayback" quality="best" bgcolor="#ffffff" scale="noScale" salign="TL" flashvars="playerMode=embedded" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/710718064264052136-6694796599657164577?l=lilypad1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilypad1.blogspot.com/feeds/6694796599657164577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=710718064264052136&amp;postID=6694796599657164577' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710718064264052136/posts/default/6694796599657164577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710718064264052136/posts/default/6694796599657164577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilypad1.blogspot.com/2007/07/lily-crawl.html' title='Lily-The Crawl'/><author><name>Scott Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17786716960453219022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1684/3334/400/the%20cruise%20002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-710718064264052136.post-2516721776432992932</id><published>2007-07-17T23:16:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2007-07-17T23:16:38.818-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The First Supper Video</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed style="width: 400px; height: 326px;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://video.google.com/googleplayer.swf?docId=4454329431312602648&amp;amp;hl=en" id="VideoPlayback" quality="best" bgcolor="#ffffff" scale="noScale" salign="TL" flashvars="playerMode=embedded" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/710718064264052136-2516721776432992932?l=lilypad1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilypad1.blogspot.com/feeds/2516721776432992932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=710718064264052136&amp;postID=2516721776432992932' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710718064264052136/posts/default/2516721776432992932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710718064264052136/posts/default/2516721776432992932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilypad1.blogspot.com/2007/07/first-supper-video.html' title='The First Supper Video'/><author><name>Scott Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17786716960453219022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1684/3334/400/the%20cruise%20002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-710718064264052136.post-6861421637172045627</id><published>2007-07-17T23:05:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-07-17T23:06:59.308-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Lily-6 Months</title><content type='html'>I'm working on a list of highlights and some video, but for now, here are some great pictures:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;.dtop,.dbottom{display:block;background: white /* &lt;- change the color of the corners here */ } .dtop b,.dbottom b{display:block; height:1px;overflow:hidden; background:#000} .d1{margin:0 5px} .d2{margin:0 3px} .d3{margin:0 2px} .dtop .d4,.dbottom b.d4{margin:0 1px; height:2px} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;div style="background: rgb(0, 0, 0) none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; width: 550px;"&gt; &lt;b class="dtop"&gt; &lt;b class="d1"&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b class="d2"&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b class="d3"&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b class="d4"&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;iframe style="margin-top: 10px;" src="http://www.flickr.com/slideShow/index.gne?user_id=http://www.flickr.com/photos/thebrowniespot/&amp;set_id=72157600877446935" frameborder="0" height="500" scrolling="no" width="500"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-size: 10px; text-decoration: none; color: rgb(85, 85, 85);" href="http://blogger-templates.blogspot.com/2005/09/flash-slideshow.html"&gt;Flash Slideshow&lt;/a&gt; &lt;b class="dbottom"&gt; &lt;b class="d4"&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b class="d3"&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b class="d2"&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b class="d1"&gt; &lt;/b&gt; &lt;/b&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/710718064264052136-6861421637172045627?l=lilypad1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilypad1.blogspot.com/feeds/6861421637172045627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=710718064264052136&amp;postID=6861421637172045627' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710718064264052136/posts/default/6861421637172045627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710718064264052136/posts/default/6861421637172045627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilypad1.blogspot.com/2007/07/lily-6-months.html' title='Lily-6 Months'/><author><name>Scott Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17786716960453219022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1684/3334/400/the%20cruise%20002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-710718064264052136.post-5163561281437127553</id><published>2007-06-22T11:54:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-06-23T10:47:18.561-06:00</updated><title type='text'>5 Months- The First Supper</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1059/584514773_980d5d0774.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1059/584514773_980d5d0774.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So Lily entered the world of solid food this week…her love/hate relationship with&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; food has officially begun. We gave her rice cereal, which to me looked like bird poop, but she seemed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; to like it, which means either that it didn’t taste like bird poop or that she likes bird poop.&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Technically, I have never &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;eaten bird poop, so I was think&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ing that maybe a fun interactive blog activity would be to have someo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ne out there reading this blog go and eat bird poop and let us all know how it tastes, and how that taste compares to the taste of rice cereal. The first person to do it will automatically be named Lilypad Friend/Relative of the 2&lt;sup&gt;nd&lt;/sup&gt; Quarter and receive a battery powered hand fan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Do birds pee?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It was pretty cute watching Lily figure out the whole eating thing. She’s used to the rhythmic tongue motion that goes along with bre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;astfeeding but I t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hink her tongue was broken or at least in reverse beca&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;use most of the f&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ood we put in her mouth was rhythmically conveyed back out of her mouth and onto he&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;r face (see ac&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;companying photos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1358/584912160_c16ee27195.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 226px; height: 148px;" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1358/584912160_c16ee27195.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;She must have been getting some of it down the food tube&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;nd must have&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; been liking what she got down because every time we took the spoon away to get more food, she would st&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;art to freak. Then, every time the spoon got back to within three feet of her, she would sen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;d o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ut her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; little go go gadget arms, wrap her hands around the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; spoon, and pull it straight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;to her mouth. Bird poop or not, she was digging it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Also in the News:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1427/584524269_4b2e895a68.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 300px;" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1427/584524269_4b2e895a68.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Lily was also almost eaten by a Boa Constrictor (her second close encounter with a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;reptile in her brief 5 months of life…remember the pygmy alligator?).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1127/584914600_3bc429fe70.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 340px; height: 226px;" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1127/584914600_3bc429fe70.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Lily met her cousin Oliver for the first time and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; helped&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; him hold his head up. It was great to see them together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Oli&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ver had the “look but don’t touch”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; down with Lily while Lily instead chose t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;he “look, to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;uch, grab, pull, and put in mouth” approach with Oliver. There were also a couple of minutes when we had them both laughing and they were just feeding off of each other so their laughter just got louder and louder. It was pretty dang cute. Lily was saying after Oliver and Kristal left that it would be nice if Coby and Kristal and Oliver could move back to Utah so the laughter would never die.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Lily and I watched the garden grow together. The watermelon is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;struggling but the tomatoes and cauliflower are coming in nicely (see picture in slideshow).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1426/585356610_c99dbaaafd.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 245px; height: 368px;" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1426/585356610_c99dbaaafd.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Lily pooped out &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;of another diaper and smiled like she did it on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;purpose so I got mad at her and didn’t let her suck on any Sour Patch Kids for an hour. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And that is all that I can think of. Enjoy the pictures below and I’ll try to get some video up in the next couple of days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;.dtop,.dbottom{display:block;background: white /* &lt;- change the color of the corners here */ } .dtop b,.dbottom b{display:block; height:1px;overflow:hidden; background:#000} .d1{margin:0 5px} .d2{margin:0 3px} .d3{margin:0 2px} .dtop .d4,.dbottom b.d4{margin:0 1px; height:2px} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;div style="background: rgb(0, 0, 0) none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; width: 550px;"&gt; &lt;b class="dtop"&gt; &lt;b class="d1"&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b class="d2"&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b class="d3"&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b class="d4"&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;iframe style="margin-top: 10px;" src="http://www.flickr.com/slideShow/index.gne?user_id=http://www.flickr.com/photos/thebrowniespot/&amp;set_id=72157600425416658" frameborder="0" height="500" scrolling="no" width="500"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-size: 10px; text-decoration: none; color: rgb(85, 85, 85);" href="http://blogger-templates.blogspot.com/2005/09/flash-slideshow.html"&gt;Flash Slideshow&lt;/a&gt; &lt;b class="dbottom"&gt; &lt;b class="d4"&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b class="d3"&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b class="d2"&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b class="d1"&gt; &lt;/b&gt; &lt;/b&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/710718064264052136-5163561281437127553?l=lilypad1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilypad1.blogspot.com/feeds/5163561281437127553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=710718064264052136&amp;postID=5163561281437127553' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710718064264052136/posts/default/5163561281437127553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710718064264052136/posts/default/5163561281437127553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilypad1.blogspot.com/2007/06/5-months-first-supper_3762.html' title='5 Months- The First Supper'/><author><name>Scott Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17786716960453219022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1684/3334/400/the%20cruise%20002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-710718064264052136.post-3641944695347191286</id><published>2007-06-18T11:24:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2007-06-19T11:07:54.632-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Wedding Pic</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This is a picture that was taken by Natalie's wedding photographer. What a babe, huh (Lily, not the photographer)?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i156.photobucket.com/albums/t3/darlaroze/natblog3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://i156.photobucket.com/albums/t3/darlaroze/natblog3.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/710718064264052136-3641944695347191286?l=lilypad1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilypad1.blogspot.com/feeds/3641944695347191286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=710718064264052136&amp;postID=3641944695347191286' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710718064264052136/posts/default/3641944695347191286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710718064264052136/posts/default/3641944695347191286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilypad1.blogspot.com/2007/06/another-wedding-pic_18.html' title='Another Wedding Pic'/><author><name>Scott Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17786716960453219022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1684/3334/400/the%20cruise%20002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-710718064264052136.post-2781863670566014373</id><published>2007-06-11T15:14:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-06-11T15:22:47.400-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Lily's Ode to Drew Gooden</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;In protest of the Spurs, who she contends "flopped their way into the NBA finals," Lily is showing her support of the Cavs by growing her hair out into a Drew Gooden duck tail.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.nba.com/media/dgooden_100_070313.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 153px; height: 219px;" src="http://www.nba.com/media/dgooden_100_070313.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/Rm283CpyyaI/AAAAAAAAATg/koEKJjlearA/s1600-h/lily_drewgooden.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 245px; height: 163px;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/Rm283CpyyaI/AAAAAAAAATg/koEKJjlearA/s320/lily_drewgooden.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074920008907409826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/710718064264052136-2781863670566014373?l=lilypad1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilypad1.blogspot.com/feeds/2781863670566014373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=710718064264052136&amp;postID=2781863670566014373' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710718064264052136/posts/default/2781863670566014373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710718064264052136/posts/default/2781863670566014373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilypad1.blogspot.com/2007/06/lilys-ode-to-drew-gooden.html' title='Lily&apos;s Ode to Drew Gooden'/><author><name>Scott Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17786716960453219022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1684/3334/400/the%20cruise%20002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/Rm283CpyyaI/AAAAAAAAATg/koEKJjlearA/s72-c/lily_drewgooden.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-710718064264052136.post-7255997392822003730</id><published>2007-06-09T13:06:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-06-19T11:09:33.657-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Lily Watching Herself on the Slide</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;For added fun on this, start the top movie, then when the song starts, start the movie right below it. Mute the bottom movie and you will get to see Lily's reactions coincide with what she is watching....or you can just watch the top movie and forget about everything I just said. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed style="width: 400px; height: 326px;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://video.google.com/googleplayer.swf?docId=-7668931227595332157&amp;amp;hl=en" id="VideoPlayback" quality="best" bgcolor="#ffffff" scale="noScale" salign="TL" flashvars="playerMode=embedded" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/710718064264052136-7255997392822003730?l=lilypad1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilypad1.blogspot.com/feeds/7255997392822003730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=710718064264052136&amp;postID=7255997392822003730' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710718064264052136/posts/default/7255997392822003730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710718064264052136/posts/default/7255997392822003730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilypad1.blogspot.com/2007/06/lily-watching-herself-on-slide.html' title='Lily Watching Herself on the Slide'/><author><name>Scott Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17786716960453219022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1684/3334/400/the%20cruise%20002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-710718064264052136.post-3872881384637863551</id><published>2007-06-05T22:48:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2007-06-09T13:10:47.384-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Video: The Slide</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed style="width: 400px; height: 326px;" id="VideoPlayback" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://video.google.com/googleplayer.swf?docId=-3607894268244258554&amp;amp;hl=en" flashvars=""&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This is one of the cuter things Lily has done but, without a doubt, the cutest thing she has ever done came when I showed her the video. She just sat there on my lap completely entranced by the video and when she would see herself going down the slide she would move her arms around just like in the video and then would get this big smile on her face. Then when she was watching herself walking back up the slide, she would move her legs just like in the video. It was insanely cute. We got a little video of it and I will take a look and see if it captures the moment enough to put on the blog. Enjoy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/710718064264052136-3872881384637863551?l=lilypad1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilypad1.blogspot.com/feeds/3872881384637863551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=710718064264052136&amp;postID=3872881384637863551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710718064264052136/posts/default/3872881384637863551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710718064264052136/posts/default/3872881384637863551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilypad1.blogspot.com/2007/06/video-slide_05.html' title='Video: The Slide'/><author><name>Scott Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17786716960453219022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1684/3334/400/the%20cruise%20002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-710718064264052136.post-1034013363395458856</id><published>2007-06-05T08:24:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-06-05T09:14:05.458-06:00</updated><title type='text'>4 Months-The Wedding</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1083/531637457_dc2f96529f.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1083/531637457_dc2f96529f.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So I finally enter the 21st century by getting the world wide web (you know...the information superhighway) at my house and then I go a month without doing a blog update. Seems kinda backwards, I know. I think the problem is that when I am at work, I think to myself, "No need to spend lunch doing a blog update...I can do it at home." Then when I get home, it's always "Right after I mow the lawn, I'll do the update," or, "Right after I conquer Zelda for like the 16th time this month, I'll do the update," or "Right after I dance one more round of DDR, I'll do the update," or, "Right after I finish this sentence, I'll do the update." Anyway, to all of the five readers of this blog, sorry for the delay. Here goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what a difference a month makes. There is a ton to tell, but if I tell it all, then you won't feel the need to visit, and if you don't feel the need to visit, you won't feel the need to bring more presents. Here are the highlights instead:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lily had her 4 month checkup last week and is doing great. She now weighs 13 pounds and is 24 inches tall which puts her smack dap in the middle of the 50th percentile for both. She also had her head measured and is slightly below the 50th percentile for head circumference. I know what all of you who are jerks are saying, "Ooooohhh....small head...that must mean that she has a small brain...that must mean that she is stupid and will never amount to anything just like her dad." Real nice guys...and why did you have to bring me into it? For those of you who are thinking that, maybe you should ask yourself two questions: Which is bigger, a pumpkin (not the gourd kind...just a regular Halloween pumpkin) or a pear?  The pumpkin, right? But which has more density? The pear. Bonus question: Which would you rather eat raw? The pear. So what I am saying in a scientific way is that it is much more important to have density in your brain than mass. For all of you lawyers out there, here is some proof: I had this kid on my little league baseball team when I was younger that had this huge old noggin'...the thing was so big that he had to have a specialty helmet cast for him and I think they used one of those Swiss exercise balls for the mold. Anyway, the kid had this huge head but he could barely form a complete sentence...he was a seriously a moron and I don't mean in the mentally handicap sense...he was just a dummy. On top of that, I think he is in prison now so I think my example would probably hold up pretty well in a court of law (Danielle?). Oh yeah, and I forgot to mention that the doctor said that the slightly smaller head is really more of just an issue of pride or, in Lily's case, lack thereof.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was a long highlight. Sorry. I'll try to make them shorter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is reaching for everything, including my nostrils.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is starting to recognize her own name and turns her head when it is said. The kid on my little league team couldn't even do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She does this weird grunting thing which you will probably hear on the video. It's pretty cute for like the first three seconds and then it's kind of noisy and then it is kind of annoying and then it's kind of "please stop it Lily" and then it is kind of "SHUT UP!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is drooling less.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She has the same thought with everything she comes into contact with, which is: "I wonder what this tastes like and I wonder if I can fit the whole thing in my mouth to find out."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She loves other peoples hands and her own toes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She loves to be outside...it is usually a lock to calm her down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her farts stink...Bad. The other day her Grandma Brown was holding her while she was standing in Natalie's wedding line and Lily kept farting these nasty farts and Grandma was caught in this weird position of not wanting to tell the people it was Lily because then people would be like, "Yeah, sure it was Lily," but then not wanting to not tell them because then they would think it was her. She didn't end up telling them and so a large group went home that night wondering what Grandma ate that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She loves to lay in bed with us each morning which we usually love except when she is grunting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She learned to roll over. Over the stretch of a couple of weeks she only made it from her back to her tummy a few times and usually with a little help. Then one day last week, Ash left her on her play mat for a few minutes and came back to find her on her tummy. Ever since then, we can hardly keep her on her back. She's such a pro now that she throws in the occasional trick like, my personal favorite, the toe grab, where she grabs onto a toe and then rolls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was able to spend Memorial Day weekend at Great Grandma &amp; Grandpa Davies' cabin in Bear Lake which is Ashley’s favorite place in the world and also the place where I proposed (to Ashley). It was great to be able to show Lily the cabin that has been such a special part of Ashley's life. When Grandma Davies found out that Lily was able to stay at the cabin that Grandpa Davies built with his own hands, she was so happy that she cried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She got to be a bridesmaid in her aunt Natalie's wedding (to her new uncle Cam). She looked like a total babe in her little pink dress and grunted and cried just enough to make sure that Natalie and Cam are extra careful on their honeymoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She also got to see her aunt Danielle for the first time in a couple of months. It was great to have Danielle and Chris here and Lily misses you guys already. She definitely made her contribution to the efforts to convince Danielle to move the heck back to Utah and bring Chris along with you while you are at it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, it was a pretty good month. I have put a bunch of pictures below which should all be pretty self explanatory based on my highlights above. 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text-decoration: none; color: rgb(85, 85, 85);" href="http://blogger-templates.blogspot.com/2005/09/flash-slideshow.html"&gt;Flash Slideshow&lt;/a&gt; &lt;b class="dbottom"&gt; &lt;b class="d4"&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b class="d3"&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b class="d2"&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b class="d1"&gt; &lt;/b&gt; &lt;/b&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/710718064264052136-1034013363395458856?l=lilypad1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilypad1.blogspot.com/feeds/1034013363395458856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=710718064264052136&amp;postID=1034013363395458856' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710718064264052136/posts/default/1034013363395458856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710718064264052136/posts/default/1034013363395458856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilypad1.blogspot.com/2007/06/4-months-wedding.html' title='4 Months-The Wedding'/><author><name>Scott Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17786716960453219022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1684/3334/400/the%20cruise%20002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-710718064264052136.post-3573749893417439138</id><published>2007-05-11T11:34:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-05-11T11:39:38.495-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Week 15- The Book</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We leave Lily alone for five minutes and this is what we catch her doing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/RkSpwpnbtLI/AAAAAAAAATE/u82GZMk-YMQ/s1600-h/Lily-week+13+%26+14+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/RkSpwpnbtLI/AAAAAAAAATE/u82GZMk-YMQ/s400/Lily-week+13+%26+14+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063358534341342386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/710718064264052136-3573749893417439138?l=lilypad1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilypad1.blogspot.com/feeds/3573749893417439138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=710718064264052136&amp;postID=3573749893417439138' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710718064264052136/posts/default/3573749893417439138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710718064264052136/posts/default/3573749893417439138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilypad1.blogspot.com/2007/05/week-15-book.html' title='Week 15- The Book'/><author><name>Scott Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17786716960453219022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1684/3334/400/the%20cruise%20002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/RkSpwpnbtLI/AAAAAAAAATE/u82GZMk-YMQ/s72-c/Lily-week+13+%26+14+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-710718064264052136.post-7445903400431045680</id><published>2007-05-04T17:26:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-05-04T17:34:49.901-06:00</updated><title type='text'>New Video- The Sit Up/ The Giggle Evolved/ Eat the Hand</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Here are a few new video clips. I hate watching myself on video and figure others feel the same, but it is worth it to watch the giggling video. The other night I was putting Lily's pajamas on and as I was putting her hands into the sleeves, she got really excited and started laughing. I started moving her arms around and she really started to laugh. Then (and I'm not kidding you) for the next 10 minutes as I moved her arms, she was laughing almost nonstop as hard as I have heard her laugh. It goes down as one of my favorite moments with her so far. The video was taken the next night with me trying to get her to laugh again. It didn't work nearly as well, but it is still pretty cute. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed style="width: 400px; height: 326px;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://video.google.com/googleplayer.swf?docId=8260590478923122433&amp;hl=en" id="VideoPlayback" quality="best" bgcolor="#ffffff" scale="noScale" salign="TL" flashvars="playerMode=embedded" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed style="width: 400px; height: 326px;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://video.google.com/googleplayer.swf?docId=7426791508869577665&amp;hl=en" id="VideoPlayback" quality="best" bgcolor="#ffffff" scale="noScale" salign="TL" flashvars="playerMode=embedded" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed style="width: 400px; height: 326px;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://video.google.com/googleplayer.swf?docId=7187598939182607777&amp;amp;hl=en" id="VideoPlayback" quality="best" bgcolor="#ffffff" scale="noScale" salign="TL" flashvars="playerMode=embedded" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/710718064264052136-7445903400431045680?l=lilypad1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilypad1.blogspot.com/feeds/7445903400431045680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=710718064264052136&amp;postID=7445903400431045680' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710718064264052136/posts/default/7445903400431045680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710718064264052136/posts/default/7445903400431045680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilypad1.blogspot.com/2007/05/new-video-sit-up-giggle-evolved-eat.html' title='New Video- The Sit Up/ The Giggle Evolved/ Eat the Hand'/><author><name>Scott Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17786716960453219022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1684/3334/400/the%20cruise%20002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-710718064264052136.post-1064298674490722541</id><published>2007-05-04T17:03:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-05-04T17:25:37.879-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Weeks 13 &amp; 14- The Zoo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/Rju_7ZnbtKI/AAAAAAAAAS8/lgHKvKhc75I/s1600-h/Lily-week+13+%26+14+120.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/Rju_7ZnbtKI/AAAAAAAAAS8/lgHKvKhc75I/s400/Lily-week+13+%26+14+120.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060849633490351266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I might be getting the exact facts wrong, but did you know that the gestation period for a pregnant peacock is two years? Or that the African elephant can leap distances up to 30 feet? How about the fact the alligators can have up to 7,800 teeth in their mouth?&lt;/span&gt;        &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; These are the things were learned on Lily’s first trip to the zoo. Our friend Whittney (who is married to our friend Brett) is one of the directors of Hogle Zoo…or maybe one of the owners…I can’t remember, and she got us free tickets to attend the opening of the new White Alligator Exhibit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there are only ten of these Alligators in the entire world and they just brought one to the Hogle Zoo for the summer. They are completely white except that they have blue eyes which means that they are not albino. Lily loved looking in at the alligator…probably because it reminded her of her dad who has white hair and blue eyes and is also not an albino. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Lily was also able to get up close and personal with a pygmy alligator (they have a rare form of dwarfism that constricts their growth to one foot in length). Lily got too close and the alligator bit off her ear. Luckily we were ably to slice open the gators gut and get the ear back and then we used leaches to get the ear to reattach…it sounds like a bigger deal than it really was. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The whole zoo experience was excellent I would highly recommend going…especially if you haven’t been since 9&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; grade Zoo Day. As a way of thanking Whittney and Brett (and in response to blog reader request) I have included like 40 pictures of the adorable little couple below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lily continues to do great. We have been putting her on her stomach for a few minutes each day to get her used to it, but up until last week, she has spent most of the time with her face planted into the ground and quickly getting ticked off. But last Friday, for the first time, she started to push off the ground with her arms and lifting her head. It’s pretty dang cute and I’ll try to get some video of it for the next post. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;She is also still figuring out her voice. What started as an occasional coo has escalated into a full on coo fest. She can go on for an hour making almost nonstop noises…not mad or sad noises…just noises. It’s pretty fun to listen to unless there is something good on TV and then we just put her downstairs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Below are a bunch of pictures that we took over the last couple of weeks. A bunch of them we taken at a graduation/going away party for our friends Katya and PJ who are moving to Dallas (even though the Mavs just got eliminated from the playoffs). Katya and I got to be friends when I was serving my LDS (you know…the Mormons) mission in the Baltics. It was pretty cool for me to think back to the first time I met her in Daugavpils, Latvia, and then five years later, be in Provo, Utah celebrating her graduation from BYU. I’m glad that Lily was able to meet her and PJ and I hope that the next time she meets them, it won’t be at her wedding or something. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It was also great to be with the parents of my good friend Peter and have them meet Lily. I know you already have grandkids of your own, but you can be Lily’s third set of grandparents if you want.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The other pictures are of Lily with her great grandma Madge and Lily with the bow down over her eyes which happens 3 or 4 times a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;span style=""&gt;Thanks for reading and enjoy the pictures. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;.dtop,.dbottom{display:block;background: white /* &lt;- change the color of the corners here */ } .dtop b,.dbottom b{display:block; height:1px;overflow:hidden; background:#000} .d1{margin:0 5px} .d2{margin:0 3px} .d3{margin:0 2px} .dtop .d4,.dbottom b.d4{margin:0 1px; height:2px} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;div style="background: rgb(0, 0, 0) none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; width: 550px;"&gt; &lt;b class="dtop"&gt; &lt;b class="d1"&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b class="d2"&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b class="d3"&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b class="d4"&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;iframe style="margin-top: 10px;" src="http://www.flickr.com/slideShow/index.gne?user_id=http://www.flickr.com/photos/stevebrown48/&amp;set_id=72157600177767554" frameborder="0" height="500" scrolling="no" width="500"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-size: 10px; text-decoration: none; color: rgb(85, 85, 85);" href="http://blogger-templates.blogspot.com/2005/09/flash-slideshow.html"&gt;Flash Slideshow&lt;/a&gt; &lt;b class="dbottom"&gt; &lt;b class="d4"&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b class="d3"&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b class="d2"&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b class="d1"&gt; &lt;/b&gt; &lt;/b&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/710718064264052136-1064298674490722541?l=lilypad1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilypad1.blogspot.com/feeds/1064298674490722541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=710718064264052136&amp;postID=1064298674490722541' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710718064264052136/posts/default/1064298674490722541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710718064264052136/posts/default/1064298674490722541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilypad1.blogspot.com/2007/05/weeks-13-14-zoo.html' title='Weeks 13 &amp; 14- The Zoo'/><author><name>Scott Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17786716960453219022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1684/3334/400/the%20cruise%20002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/Rju_7ZnbtKI/AAAAAAAAAS8/lgHKvKhc75I/s72-c/Lily-week+13+%26+14+120.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-710718064264052136.post-5201568444114701085</id><published>2007-04-19T13:27:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-04-19T13:38:24.247-06:00</updated><title type='text'>New Video- The Release/The Voice</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This first clip is short and is designed for casual viewers of the blog. It shows Lily right after waking up and being released from her nightly mummification. I love how she keeps her hands down at her sides for a few seconds even after being released.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;embed style="width: 400px; height: 326px;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://video.google.com/googleplayer.swf?docId=-5644461377114113631&amp;hl=en" id="VideoPlayback" quality="best" bgcolor="#ffffff" scale="noScale" salign="TL" flashvars="playerMode=embedded" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This next one is pretty long and is designed for the avid blog readers (all two of you). It shows Lily figuring out her voice. We also do a little bit of singing with her and while she doesn't really sing along like I described below, you'll get a little bit of the idea. What the video lacks in succinctness, it makes up in substance. For those of you who really love Lily, this one is for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed style="width: 400px; height: 326px;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://video.google.com/googleplayer.swf?docId=9165660657909641019&amp;amp;hl=en" id="VideoPlayback" quality="best" bgcolor="#ffffff" scale="noScale" salign="TL" flashvars="playerMode=embedded" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/710718064264052136-5201568444114701085?l=lilypad1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilypad1.blogspot.com/feeds/5201568444114701085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=710718064264052136&amp;postID=5201568444114701085' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710718064264052136/posts/default/5201568444114701085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710718064264052136/posts/default/5201568444114701085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilypad1.blogspot.com/2007/04/new-video-releasethe-voice.html' title='New Video- The Release/The Voice'/><author><name>Scott Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17786716960453219022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1684/3334/400/the%20cruise%20002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-710718064264052136.post-47574044946048614</id><published>2007-04-17T14:45:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-04-17T14:58:58.544-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Weeks 10, 11 &amp; 12- The Song</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/RiU0nfp-BZI/AAAAAAAAASk/UHf5hv-WPRE/s1600-h/Lily-week+10,+11,+%26+12+044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/RiU0nfp-BZI/AAAAAAAAASk/UHf5hv-WPRE/s400/Lily-week+10,+11,+%26+12+044.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054504009910322578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it was finally seeing me again after I was out of town most of the last two weeks… Maybe it was of the music she has been listening to on her iPod the last couple of weeks… Maybe it's this whole American Idol craze going on. Whatever the reason, our little Lily started singing this last week. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The first time I heard it was Saturday morning (although Ashley reports earlier occurrences). Lily was getting fussy and I was trying to calm her down so I decided to sing to her. Almost immediately after I started singing (Nine Inch Nails’ song “Hurt”) Lily not only calmed down, but started basically singing backup vocals to my lead vocals. It's not like she was carrying the tune or anything (I’ll be the first to admit that she was a little pitchy) but she was definitely making noise to go along with my noise. Each time I would stop singing, she would stop making noise and then start to laugh. Then I would start singing again and she would start her noises again. It has to go down as one of the 250 cutest things I have seen her do in her short 12 weeks if not &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; cutest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;I don't know...maybe the whole singing thing isn't that big of a deal. &lt;/span&gt;I did, however, do some checking and it turns out that Celine freakin’ Dion didn’t even start singing until she was 6 months old, so, you know, go ahead and draw your own conclusions here. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;For all of you doubters, Mom was gone and Danielle didn’t answer her phone to hear it, but luckily Grandma Brown stopped by just in time to witness the duet. It would really help my case if Grandma Brown could leave a comment here attesting to my claims. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Other than the fact that I have been out of town for a lot of it, the last couple of weeks have been great for Lily. As Ashley said in the comments on the giggle post, she has started to figure out her mouth and hands a little bit more and when there isn’t a pacifier around, her entire fist quickly becomes the next best thing. She is also figuring out her tongue and, although I have yet to witness it, Ash tells me that Lily will start moving her tongue around when you stick your tongue out at her. Her favorite toy right now is the ceiling fan in our bedroom. She plays with it by laying on the bed and staring up at it for 30-45 minute stretches and laughing most of the time. I know that these are just small milestones along the way, but each one of them amazes me. The fact that she can look at my tongue and realize she has one too and then start trying to stick it out to imitate me is, in and of itself, a miracle. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;On Easter Sunday, we were able to bless Lily at our church (LDS…you know….the Mormons). The whole day was great and she looked like a total babe in her little dress which is the same dress worn by Lily’s Aunts Danielle and Natalie at their baby blessings (I think it is also the same blessing dress worn by Steve Young, Mitt Romney, and at least one of the Osmond Brothers). When I took her up in front on the congregation to give the blessing and held her in my arms, she looked up at me and gave me a big smile. It was a pretty emotional experience for me and I was reminded again of what a blessing she is and how grateful I am for her. Thanks to all of you who were able to make it to the blessing, and to those of you who were not able to make it, here are some pictures taken after the blessing along with a few other pictures taken over the last couple of weeks. Enjoy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;.dtop,.dbottom{display:block;background: white /* &lt;- change the color of the corners here */ } .dtop b,.dbottom b{display:block; height:1px;overflow:hidden; background:#000} .d1{margin:0 5px} .d2{margin:0 3px} .d3{margin:0 2px} .dtop .d4,.dbottom b.d4{margin:0 1px; height:2px} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;div style="background: rgb(0, 0, 0) none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; width: 550px;"&gt; &lt;b class="dtop"&gt; &lt;b class="d1"&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b class="d2"&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b class="d3"&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b class="d4"&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;iframe style="margin-top: 10px;" src="http://www.flickr.com/slideShow/index.gne?user_id=http://www.flickr.com/photos/stevebrown48/&amp;set_id=72157600083404052" frameborder="0" height="500" scrolling="no" width="500"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-size: 10px; text-decoration: none; color: rgb(85, 85, 85);" href="http://blogger-templates.blogspot.com/2005/09/flash-slideshow.html"&gt;Flash Slideshow&lt;/a&gt; &lt;b class="dbottom"&gt; &lt;b class="d4"&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b class="d3"&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b class="d2"&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b class="d1"&gt; &lt;/b&gt; &lt;/b&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/710718064264052136-47574044946048614?l=lilypad1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilypad1.blogspot.com/feeds/47574044946048614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=710718064264052136&amp;postID=47574044946048614' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710718064264052136/posts/default/47574044946048614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710718064264052136/posts/default/47574044946048614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilypad1.blogspot.com/2007/04/weeks-10-11-12-song_17.html' title='Weeks 10, 11 &amp; 12- The Song'/><author><name>Scott Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17786716960453219022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1684/3334/400/the%20cruise%20002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/RiU0nfp-BZI/AAAAAAAAASk/UHf5hv-WPRE/s72-c/Lily-week+10,+11,+%26+12+044.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-710718064264052136.post-5543483552914261696</id><published>2007-04-16T08:59:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2007-04-17T15:07:59.595-06:00</updated><title type='text'>So This is What the Future Holds?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Danielle (of Friend/Relative of the Month fame) mentioned to me a while back that Lily looks a lot like I looked when I was a baby. I decided to check it out. I found the picture below in my baby book and have placed it next to a picture of Lily for your consideration.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/RiU2cfp-BaI/AAAAAAAAASs/ehOTbdG2dts/s1600-h/Scott-baby+photo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 321px;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/RiU2cfp-BaI/AAAAAAAAASs/ehOTbdG2dts/s400/Scott-baby+photo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054506019955017122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/RiU2m_p-BbI/AAAAAAAAAS0/sIrVmn8F4-4/s1600-h/Lily+154.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 318px;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/RiU2m_p-BbI/AAAAAAAAAS0/sIrVmn8F4-4/s400/Lily+154.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054506200343643570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Based on this comparison, I did a rendering of what Lily will look like in 25 years. To see future Lily and to try different hairstyles and colors, click here: &lt;a href="http://www.stellure.com/members/"&gt;Stellure : Members&lt;/a&gt; use the login email: sbrown@asphaltzipper.com and password: lilypad and then click "Browse Catalog."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/710718064264052136-5543483552914261696?l=lilypad1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilypad1.blogspot.com/feeds/5543483552914261696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=710718064264052136&amp;postID=5543483552914261696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710718064264052136/posts/default/5543483552914261696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710718064264052136/posts/default/5543483552914261696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilypad1.blogspot.com/2007/04/so-this-is-what-future-holds_16.html' title='So This is What the Future Holds?'/><author><name>Scott Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17786716960453219022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1684/3334/400/the%20cruise%20002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/RiU2cfp-BaI/AAAAAAAAASs/ehOTbdG2dts/s72-c/Scott-baby+photo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-710718064264052136.post-8026939275425411063</id><published>2007-04-04T15:18:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-04-04T15:24:38.517-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Weeks 7 &amp; 8- The Talk</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/RhQWoQNTJ9I/AAAAAAAAARg/CTWQSYCQHQ4/s1600-h/Lily-week+8+and+9+030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/RhQWoQNTJ9I/AAAAAAAAARg/CTWQSYCQHQ4/s400/Lily-week+8+and+9+030.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049685962990495698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;There comes a time in every kids life when they naturally begin to wonder, “How was I made?” Well, that time came for Lily this past week. She can’t talk yet so it wasn’t like she just came right out and asked, but you could see it in her eyes every time she looked at you. It was a look that went beyond the normal curiosity and wonder of a new baby…it was like she was looking straight into your soul and demanding answers. The picture above was taken right after we had “The Talk.”.&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Besides that whole thing, the last couple of weeks have been great. Lily had her two month checkup and everything is working and growing like it should. She is exactly average for both her height and weight. She seemed to be a little disappointed by that but I just told her, “Don’t feel bad…that just means that there is room for improvement.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Other Developments:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ul style="margin-top: 0in;" type="disc"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;She is      getting a lot better at making eye contact (unless she is getting in      trouble) and she usually will turn her head towards you when you come in      the room. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;She is      also getting better at pushing herself off the ground when she is put on      her stomach. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;As you      see from the video, she is still smiling a bunch and has added a little      giggle that melts me every time I hear it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;All-in-all, she remains the cutest little girl in the world, at least that I have ever seen. If you have anyone you think is close, feel free to send me pictures and I will be happy to objectively look at them and decide. Does anyone know what the earliest age is that you can start entering them into beauty pageants?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;.dtop,.dbottom{display:block;background: white /* &lt;- change the color of the corners here */ } .dtop b,.dbottom b{display:block; height:1px;overflow:hidden; background:#000} .d1{margin:0 5px} .d2{margin:0 3px} .d3{margin:0 2px} .dtop .d4,.dbottom b.d4{margin:0 1px; height:2px} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;div style="text-align:center"&gt; &lt;div style="background:#000; width:550px"&gt; &lt;b class="dtop"&gt; &lt;b class="d1"&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b class="d2"&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b class="d3"&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b class="d4"&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;iframe style="margin-top:10px" src=http://www.flickr.com/slideShow/index.gne?user_id=http://www.flickr.com/photos/thebrownspot48/&amp;set_id=72157600037105651 frameBorder=0 width=500 height=500 scrolling=no&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;a style="font-size:10px; text-decoration:none; color:#555" href="http://blogger-templates.blogspot.com/2005/09/flash-slideshow.html"&gt;Flash Slideshow&lt;/a&gt; &lt;b class="dbottom"&gt; &lt;b class="d4"&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b class="d3"&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b class="d2"&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b class="d1"&gt; &lt;/b&gt; &lt;/b&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/710718064264052136-8026939275425411063?l=lilypad1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilypad1.blogspot.com/feeds/8026939275425411063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=710718064264052136&amp;postID=8026939275425411063' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710718064264052136/posts/default/8026939275425411063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710718064264052136/posts/default/8026939275425411063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilypad1.blogspot.com/2007/04/weeks-7-8-talk.html' title='Weeks 7 &amp; 8- The Talk'/><author><name>Scott Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17786716960453219022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1684/3334/400/the%20cruise%20002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/RhQWoQNTJ9I/AAAAAAAAARg/CTWQSYCQHQ4/s72-c/Lily-week+8+and+9+030.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-710718064264052136.post-292507501630786650</id><published>2007-03-30T13:26:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-03-30T13:42:43.678-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Weeks 7 &amp; 8- The Giggle</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed style="width:400px; height:326px;" id="VideoPlayback" align="middle" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://video.google.com/googleplayer.swf?docId=-3990922477201021938&amp;hl=en" quality="best" bgcolor="#ffffff" scale="noScale" salign="TL"  FlashVars="playerMode=embedded"&gt; &lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/710718064264052136-292507501630786650?l=lilypad1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilypad1.blogspot.com/feeds/292507501630786650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=710718064264052136&amp;postID=292507501630786650' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710718064264052136/posts/default/292507501630786650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710718064264052136/posts/default/292507501630786650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilypad1.blogspot.com/2007/03/weeks-7-8-giggle.html' title='Weeks 7 &amp; 8- The Giggle'/><author><name>Scott Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17786716960453219022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1684/3334/400/the%20cruise%20002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-710718064264052136.post-5261213205345747236</id><published>2007-03-14T15:02:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-03-14T15:35:37.459-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Week 6 &amp; 7- The Smile</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/Rfhjh9pmNOI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/ceSI_HAkVdw/s1600-h/Lily-week+6+and+7+074.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/Rfhjh9pmNOI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/ceSI_HAkVdw/s400/Lily-week+6+and+7+074.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041889217977136354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;As you can see from the pictures, the big development over the last couple of weeks is that Lily has started to smile…and not just a little bit…she smiles a ton. How much you might ask? I’m not very good with numbers but I would say anywhere between 30 and 5,000 times a day, so yeah, quite a bit. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We have discovered two ways that, if she is in the right mood, are guaranteed to get a smile out of her. The first is by doing Head Shoulder Knees and Toes where, almost without fail, when you touch her nose at the end, she gets this big grin on her face. All of the smiling pictures you see are taken immediately after touching her nose. The other way, which we just discovered this week, is to sing the ABC’s. The kid gets a real kid out of the ABC’s for some reason. There are times when you are saying them when almost the whole song, she’s just cracking up. I’ll get it on video so you can see what I’m talking about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Now I’m not a baby expert or anything, but doesn’t that seem really fast to be smiling that much…like almost genius level fast? Two weeks ago she didn’t know me from Adam and now she’s laughing every time I say the alphabet. Next week she’ll probably be telling her own jokes. This might be a stretch, but maybe it’s her way of saying, “The alphabet?! Body parts?! Hah! I had those down when I was still in the womb…give me something challenging! I printed off a couple articles on Quantum Physics that I’m going to try reading to her when I get home and we’ll see how she responds…who’s laughing now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;All in all, she just seems to be extraordinarily happy with her life and the job that we are doing as parents.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;.dtop,.dbottom{display:block;background: white /* &lt;- change the color of the corners here */ } .dtop b,.dbottom b{display:block; height:1px;overflow:hidden; background:#000} .d1{margin:0 5px} .d2{margin:0 3px} .d3{margin:0 2px} .dtop .d4,.dbottom b.d4{margin:0 1px; height:2px} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;div style="background: rgb(0, 0, 0) none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; width: 550px;"&gt; &lt;b class="dtop"&gt; &lt;b class="d1"&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b class="d2"&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b class="d3"&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b class="d4"&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;iframe style="margin-top: 10px;" src="http://www.flickr.com/slideShow/index.gne?user_id=http://www.flickr.com/photos/thebrownspot48/&amp;set_id=72157594588645714" frameborder="0" height="500" scrolling="no" width="500"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-size: 10px; text-decoration: none; color: rgb(85, 85, 85);" href="http://blogger-templates.blogspot.com/2005/09/flash-slideshow.html"&gt;Flash Slideshow&lt;/a&gt; &lt;b class="dbottom"&gt; &lt;b class="d4"&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b class="d3"&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b class="d2"&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b class="d1"&gt; &lt;/b&gt; &lt;/b&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/710718064264052136-5261213205345747236?l=lilypad1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilypad1.blogspot.com/feeds/5261213205345747236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=710718064264052136&amp;postID=5261213205345747236' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710718064264052136/posts/default/5261213205345747236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710718064264052136/posts/default/5261213205345747236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilypad1.blogspot.com/2007/03/week-6-7-smile_14.html' title='Week 6 &amp; 7- The Smile'/><author><name>Scott Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17786716960453219022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1684/3334/400/the%20cruise%20002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/Rfhjh9pmNOI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/ceSI_HAkVdw/s72-c/Lily-week+6+and+7+074.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-710718064264052136.post-1601637576502755543</id><published>2007-02-26T13:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-02-28T07:45:08.438-07:00</updated><title type='text'>1 Month- The Blowout</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/ReWVWoGg70I/AAAAAAAAAQg/6abSfynLz4A/s1600-h/IMG_2584.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/ReWVWoGg70I/AAAAAAAAAQg/6abSfynLz4A/s400/IMG_2584.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036595974238170946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love to fish but one of my least favorite parts of fishing is cleaning the fish at the end of the day. I’m always doing everything possible to keep from actually touching the innards of the fish. I’ll still my knife in and wiggle it around hoping it will magically sever anything still attached and the innards will happily slide out without ever coming into contact with my hands. It never works and eventually I always end up having to stick my hands into the mess.&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Although we have had incidences where the poop didn’t all stay in the diaper during the first 5 weeks, we had our first official full-on blowout yesterday. Unlike previous blowouts where a small amount of poop found its way out the diaper leg holes or into the small of her back, with this blowout, the poop extended the full length of Lily’s back, into the creases of her neck, and on up into her hair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It’s a strange analogy, but I actually thought of fish cleaning as I stood looking down at Lily’s blowout. At first, I was doing everything possible to keep my hands from actually coming into contact with the poop…I had a handful of wipes and I was dabbing at the poop covering her back, hoping it would magically soak it all up. Instead of soaking it up, I was more like an artist spreading the thick paint over the canvas of her back…there was just far too much poop to be soaked up through traditional methods. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Eventually I resigned myself to the fact that my hands would have to touch poop and once I had accepted that fact, I let go of the inhibitions and dove in. I dragged my index finger like a squeegee along her back, moving the poop into a contained area and then, once pooled, I lifted it off and wiped it into the diaper. I then wrapped my hands around her poopy legs and back and carried her into the kitchen and set her in the sink. You’ll see in the photos how Lily immediately gripped the sink divider and held on for dear life as we spend the next ten minutes scrubbing her down. The look on her face is priceless and has to be my favorite picture we have of her so far.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;In the end, once again, the whole experience was strangely endearing…much more than pulling the guts out of a dead fish. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;.dtop,.dbottom{display:block;background: white /* &lt;- change the color of the corners here */ } .dtop b,.dbottom b{display:block; height:1px;overflow:hidden; background:#000} .d1{margin:0 5px} .d2{margin:0 3px} .d3{margin:0 2px} .dtop .d4,.dbottom b.d4{margin:0 1px; height:2px} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;div style="background: rgb(0, 0, 0) none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; width: 550px;"&gt; &lt;b class="dtop"&gt; &lt;b class="d1"&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b class="d2"&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b class="d3"&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b class="d4"&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;iframe style="margin-top: 10px;" src="http://www.flickr.com/slideShow/index.gne?user_id=http://www.flickr.com/photos/thebrownspot48/&amp;set_id=72157594558074252" frameborder="0" height="500" scrolling="no" width="500"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-size: 10px; text-decoration: none; color: rgb(85, 85, 85);" href="http://blogger-templates.blogspot.com/2005/09/flash-slideshow.html"&gt;Flash Slideshow&lt;/a&gt; &lt;b class="dbottom"&gt; &lt;b class="d4"&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b class="d3"&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b class="d2"&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b class="d1"&gt; &lt;/b&gt; &lt;/b&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/710718064264052136-1601637576502755543?l=lilypad1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilypad1.blogspot.com/feeds/1601637576502755543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=710718064264052136&amp;postID=1601637576502755543' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710718064264052136/posts/default/1601637576502755543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710718064264052136/posts/default/1601637576502755543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilypad1.blogspot.com/2007/02/1-month-blowout_8302.html' title='1 Month- The Blowout'/><author><name>Scott Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17786716960453219022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1684/3334/400/the%20cruise%20002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/ReWVWoGg70I/AAAAAAAAAQg/6abSfynLz4A/s72-c/IMG_2584.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-710718064264052136.post-9104342127256600955</id><published>2007-02-26T13:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-02-26T13:50:24.594-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Week 5- More Video</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sorry this clip is so long...I am having trouble getting the shortened version uploaded. As soon as I get it figured out, I will swap them, but until then you'll just have to deal with this beast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed style="width:400px; height:326px;" id="VideoPlayback" align="middle" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://video.google.com/googleplayer.swf?docId=-6995716565334605892&amp;hl=en" quality="best" bgcolor="#ffffff" scale="noScale" salign="TL"  FlashVars="playerMode=embedded"&gt; &lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/710718064264052136-9104342127256600955?l=lilypad1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilypad1.blogspot.com/feeds/9104342127256600955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=710718064264052136&amp;postID=9104342127256600955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710718064264052136/posts/default/9104342127256600955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710718064264052136/posts/default/9104342127256600955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilypad1.blogspot.com/2007/02/week-5-more-video.html' title='Week 5- More Video'/><author><name>Scott Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17786716960453219022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1684/3334/400/the%20cruise%20002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-710718064264052136.post-2903632139781601766</id><published>2007-02-14T10:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-02-14T12:39:15.842-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Three Weeks- Love Rules</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/RdNLm096C4I/AAAAAAAAAK8/YOpF-6Y8ZdA/s1600-h/Lily+207.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/RdNLm096C4I/AAAAAAAAAK8/YOpF-6Y8ZdA/s400/Lily+207.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031448339128388482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Happy Valentine's Day! &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;Lily welcomed in Valentine's Day by making this weird grunting noise every 10 seconds or so for what felt like the entire night. Luckily the holiday had me in the loving mood and I didn't get mad, but I told Lily that if the grunting happens again tonight, we're moving her room to the basement. She responded with a blank stare at the light above my head.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;It being Valentine's Day,  I thought I'd give an update on our little love bug. Besides this weird grunting thing she has going, Lily is doing really well. This last week she has been eating incredible amounts...I'm talking 4 ounces every two hours or so! Again, I did some calculations and if I were to eat the same ratio, I would be putting down 5.6 pounds of food every two hours or 67 pounds of food a day! We think she might have &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Prader-Willi"&gt;Prader-Willi Syndrome&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;...now that I read the symptoms, I think I might have that too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;She is getting better at focusing on your face when you are holding her and loves to watch your mouth move when you talk. She also loves to be held against you chest and falls asleep almost immediately whenever you hold her that way. She also loves the Jazz and thinks that Deron Williams should be going to the All-Star game instead of Ray Allen because Deron plays on a team with a winning record. All in all, she is just about the cutest little thing to ever hit this planet and the best Valentine's Day gift her mom and I could ever ask for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;Here are this last weeks pictures, most of which were taken in her new Valentine's Day outfit given to her by her aunt Danielle. These pictures might look all the same to some of you, but not if you are her dad or if you ever stand a chance of being the Lilypad Relative/Friend of the Month.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;.dtop,.dbottom{display:block;background: white /* &lt;- change the color of the corners here */ } .dtop b,.dbottom b{display:block; height:1px;overflow:hidden; background:#000} .d1{margin:0 5px} .d2{margin:0 3px} .d3{margin:0 2px} .dtop .d4,.dbottom b.d4{margin:0 1px; height:2px} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;div style="background: rgb(0, 0, 0) none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; width: 550px;"&gt; &lt;b class="dtop"&gt; &lt;b class="d1"&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b class="d2"&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b class="d3"&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b class="d4"&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;iframe style="margin-top: 10px;" src="http://www.flickr.com/slideShow/index.gne?user_id=http://www.flickr.com/photos/thebrownspot/&amp;set_id=72157594535973921" frameborder="0" height="500" scrolling="no" width="500"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-size: 10px; text-decoration: none; color: rgb(85, 85, 85);" href="http://blogger-templates.blogspot.com/2005/09/flash-slideshow.html"&gt;Flash Slideshow&lt;/a&gt; &lt;b class="dbottom"&gt; &lt;b class="d4"&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b class="d3"&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b class="d2"&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b class="d1"&gt; &lt;/b&gt; &lt;/b&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/710718064264052136-2903632139781601766?l=lilypad1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilypad1.blogspot.com/feeds/2903632139781601766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=710718064264052136&amp;postID=2903632139781601766' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710718064264052136/posts/default/2903632139781601766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710718064264052136/posts/default/2903632139781601766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilypad1.blogspot.com/2007/02/three-weeks-love-rules.html' title='Three Weeks- Love Rules'/><author><name>Scott Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17786716960453219022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1684/3334/400/the%20cruise%20002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/RdNLm096C4I/AAAAAAAAAK8/YOpF-6Y8ZdA/s72-c/Lily+207.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-710718064264052136.post-4433521556289331020</id><published>2007-02-14T09:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-02-26T13:08:28.713-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Lilypad Relative/Friend of the Month</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We've decided to spotlight the relative or friend whom we deem has done the most to show Lily that he or she loves her during the previous month. The spotlight will be reevaluated each month and will always be in the same place...directly below the most recent post. Work hard to show Lily you love her and watch closely to see if you are the next LILYPAD RELATIVE/FRIEND OF THE MONTH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/Rdy3-k96DSI/AAAAAAAAAP0/NcvavjZiew0/s1600-h/Lily+229.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/Rdy3-k96DSI/AAAAAAAAAP0/NcvavjZiew0/s320/Lily+229.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034100769196477730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This month's winner is Lily's aunt Danielle.  Danielle showed Lily her love this last month by buying her a great sheep blanket (which Lily loves to sleep on), a Valentine onesie (see picture in the Valentine's day post), building Lily her own MySpace page, and most of all by flying up from LA to see her. Thanks for all of your love and support Danielle and congratulations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/Rdy4Ok96DTI/AAAAAAAAAP8/gcwSaUkjLxI/s1600-h/Lily+152.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/Rdy4Ok96DTI/AAAAAAAAAP8/gcwSaUkjLxI/s320/Lily+152.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034101044074384690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Lily chillin' on the sheepskin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img2.timeinc.net/people/i/2007/specials/oscars07/show/bwdressed/isla_fisher200.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://img2.timeinc.net/people/i/2007/specials/oscars07/show/bwdressed/isla_fisher200.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Danielle at the Oscars (in the white dress)...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;One of the perks of being relative/friend of the month...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/710718064264052136-4433521556289331020?l=lilypad1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilypad1.blogspot.com/feeds/4433521556289331020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=710718064264052136&amp;postID=4433521556289331020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710718064264052136/posts/default/4433521556289331020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710718064264052136/posts/default/4433521556289331020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilypad1.blogspot.com/2007/02/lilypad-relativefriend-of-month_14.html' title='The Lilypad Relative/Friend of the Month'/><author><name>Scott Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17786716960453219022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1684/3334/400/the%20cruise%20002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/Rdy3-k96DSI/AAAAAAAAAP0/NcvavjZiew0/s72-c/Lily+229.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-710718064264052136.post-3806336531028501555</id><published>2007-02-06T11:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-02-14T14:19:34.879-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Two Weeks</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/RcjdOO-lfnI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/hxaXE_RGHMY/s1600-h/Lily+124.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/RcjdOO-lfnI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/hxaXE_RGHMY/s400/Lily+124.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028512220567666290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Lily turned two weeks yesterday. She went to the doctor for her birthday and she is doing very well. Her doctor said that her color looks great and she is now 22 1/4 inches and 7 pound 14 ounces (compared to 7 pounds 4 ounces at he first appointment). That means that in two weeks she has grown 1 3/4 inches and 10 ounces! That might not sound like much but I did some calculations and if I were to experience the same relative growth over the last 2 weeks, I would have gone from 5'10" to 6'8" and from 175 pounds to 189 pounds. So, she is growing fast and doing great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is hard to believe that it has only been two weeks since Lily was born. It feels like she has been here for so much longer, and even though she has cut into our sleep time a bit, I don't mean that in a bad way. We have loved having her home and having her become the center of our attention. Here are just a few things we have learned about our little girl in the short time we have had her:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;She was born with an innate ability to wait to complete going to the bathroom until the exact moment you begin to move her old diaper from under her and the new one in it's place. This isn't just a once or twice thing. She has done this on 95% of the changings. Last week, we tried to fake her out by opening her old diaper but keeping it there until the exact moment we were ready to slide the new diaper under her. She is clever and saw through out deception and, right as I went to slide out the old diaper, she pooped on my hand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Not only did I not mind having my hand pooped on, but I actually found it endearing. Ash and I have also found these things endearing: being peed on, being thrown up on, being spit up on, being woken up in the night, and being yelled at even after we have fed her, burped her, changed her and swaddled her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;She sleeps for long periods during the day...sometimes as long as 5 hours...without waking up once, but she has never once made it more than 2 1/2 hours without waking up at night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;She hates the part of baths where she is getting her body soaped up and washed, but she absolutely loves the part where she is having her head scrubbed and her hair put under the faucet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;She loves having her hair brushed...it calms her right downs after a bath.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;She's still not sure about the binkie but if you tickle the roof of her mouth with it, she closes her mouth and start sucking away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;She hates the car seat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;She farts as  loud as her parents and has, as a result, been blamed for every fart over the last two weeks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;She is starting to be more aware of the things around her and is making eye contact. The other day I had her sitting in front of me after a bath all wrapped up in her blanket but she was still shivering and had this look on her face like "what the crap just happened to me?" I held her up against my chest and she looked up at me and stared into my eyes for the next ten minutes. Every time I would put my face close to hers, she would stick her tongue out and try to touch my face with it. She warmed up and it about melted me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;All in all, we are so dang happy to have Lily in our lives. We have loved getting to know her and watching her get to know us and the world around her. Thanks to everyone for all of the help you have given us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are a few pictures from her first two weeks at home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;.dtop,.dbottom{display:block;background: white /* &lt;- change the color of the corners here */ } .dtop b,.dbottom b{display:block; height:1px;overflow:hidden; background:#000} .d1{margin:0 5px} .d2{margin:0 3px} .d3{margin:0 2px} .dtop .d4,.dbottom b.d4{margin:0 1px; height:2px} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;div style="background: rgb(0, 0, 0) none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; width: 550px;"&gt; &lt;b class="dtop"&gt; &lt;b class="d1"&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b class="d2"&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b class="d3"&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b class="d4"&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;iframe style="margin-top: 10px;" src="http://www.flickr.com/slideShow/index.gne?user_id=http://www.flickr.com/photos/thebrownspot/&amp;set_id=72157594536149238" frameborder="0" height="500" scrolling="no" width="500"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-size: 10px; text-decoration: none; color: rgb(85, 85, 85);" href="http://blogger-templates.blogspot.com/2005/09/flash-slideshow.html"&gt;Flash Slideshow&lt;/a&gt; &lt;b class="dbottom"&gt; &lt;b class="d4"&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b class="d3"&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b class="d2"&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b class="d1"&gt; &lt;/b&gt; &lt;/b&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/710718064264052136-3806336531028501555?l=lilypad1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilypad1.blogspot.com/feeds/3806336531028501555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=710718064264052136&amp;postID=3806336531028501555' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710718064264052136/posts/default/3806336531028501555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710718064264052136/posts/default/3806336531028501555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilypad1.blogspot.com/2007/02/two-weeks.html' title='Two Weeks'/><author><name>Scott Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17786716960453219022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1684/3334/400/the%20cruise%20002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/RcjdOO-lfnI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/hxaXE_RGHMY/s72-c/Lily+124.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-710718064264052136.post-3465382475792638526</id><published>2007-01-29T15:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-01-29T15:23:26.613-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Video of Lily</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed style="width:400px; height:326px;" id="VideoPlayback" align="middle" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://video.google.com/googleplayer.swf?docId=-4894748604750793901&amp;hl=en" quality="best" bgcolor="#ffffff" scale="noScale" salign="TL"  FlashVars="playerMode=embedded"&gt; &lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/710718064264052136-3465382475792638526?l=lilypad1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilypad1.blogspot.com/feeds/3465382475792638526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=710718064264052136&amp;postID=3465382475792638526' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710718064264052136/posts/default/3465382475792638526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710718064264052136/posts/default/3465382475792638526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilypad1.blogspot.com/2007/01/video-of-lily.html' title='Video of Lily'/><author><name>Scott Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17786716960453219022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1684/3334/400/the%20cruise%20002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-710718064264052136.post-4720102359653157039</id><published>2007-01-25T09:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-02-14T14:08:19.799-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Lily</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/RbkBqfkXNyI/AAAAAAAAAF0/CuHqEnMAgzo/s1600-h/Lily+084.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 426px; height: 285px;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/RbkBqfkXNyI/AAAAAAAAAF0/CuHqEnMAgzo/s400/Lily+084.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5024048688848647970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Lily Brown was born Monday, January 22nd at 2:06 pm at St. Marks Hospital in Salt Lake City, UT. She weighed 7 pounds 8 ounces and was 18.5 inch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;es long. Her head was 35 cm around which, according to all of the doctors and nur&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;se&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;s I talked to, was the biggest brain they have ever measured. In case you are still questioning her intelligence, She's 3 days old today and already has her own blog, so that's pretty good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Ashley and Lily are both doing great and are now home from the hospital. Lily celebrated by barfing 4 times yesterday. She also celebrated by opening her right eye which, as you will see in some of the pictures, she couldn't quite get open at the hospital. We are so excited to have her out and n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;ow to h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;ave her home. Everyone tells us our lives are about to change...we ar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;e excited to have her change them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Because all she does right now is eat, sleep and poop, there is not a whole lot to report. Here, however, are some posts you can look forward to:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;How Lily learned to say "Dad" before she turned 1...week&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;How Scott and Ashley noticed a light go on in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ily's roo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;m and were scared somebody had broken in, but when they went back into her room, they found her reading (and she was only a month old!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;How Lily's rich aunt Danielle set up a scholarship fund for her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;How Lily beat up her cousin Oliver even though he is 3 weeks older than her and a boy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;How Lily  learned to change her own diaper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Here are more pictures of the cutest baby in the world (that is not just a dad bragging about his little girl...they actually did some tests at the hospital and proved it):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;To see a larger image, just click on the picture&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;.dtop,.dbottom{display:block;background: white /* &lt;- change the color of the corners here */ } .dtop b,.dbottom b{display:block; height:1px;overflow:hidden; background:#000} .d1{margin:0 5px} .d2{margin:0 3px} .d3{margin:0 2px} .dtop .d4,.dbottom b.d4{margin:0 1px; height:2px} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;div style="background: rgb(0, 0, 0) none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; width: 550px;"&gt; &lt;b class="dtop"&gt; &lt;b class="d1"&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b class="d2"&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b class="d3"&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b class="d4"&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;iframe style="margin-top: 10px;" src="http://www.flickr.com/slideShow/index.gne?user_id=http://www.flickr.com/photos/thebrownspot/&amp;set_id=72157594536130478" frameborder="0" height="500" scrolling="no" width="500"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-size: 10px; text-decoration: none; color: rgb(85, 85, 85);" href="http://blogger-templates.blogspot.com/2005/09/flash-slideshow.html"&gt;Flash Slideshow&lt;/a&gt; &lt;b class="dbottom"&gt; &lt;b class="d4"&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b class="d3"&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b class="d2"&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b class="d1"&gt; &lt;/b&gt; &lt;/b&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/710718064264052136-4720102359653157039?l=lilypad1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilypad1.blogspot.com/feeds/4720102359653157039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=710718064264052136&amp;postID=4720102359653157039' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710718064264052136/posts/default/4720102359653157039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710718064264052136/posts/default/4720102359653157039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilypad1.blogspot.com/2007/01/lily-brown-was-born-monday-january-22nd.html' title='Happy Birthday Lily'/><author><name>Scott Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17786716960453219022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1684/3334/400/the%20cruise%20002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_c-q0y2Yu4aU/RbkBqfkXNyI/AAAAAAAAAF0/CuHqEnMAgzo/s72-c/Lily+084.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry></feed>
