Lily's still going through withdrawal

My mother (aka Grandma Carol) visited for a few days, which of course meant Lily's birthday celebration just kept going, and going...

But we also fit in time to save money at Six Flags:

This is how city kids run through the sprinklers.

What the Looney Tunes show lacks in originality, it makes up for in volume.

I stifled my grup tendencies to let Amalia get her groove on.

Three generations. (Notice Amalia not taking her eyes off the costumed creatures. Oh wait, is that the sign for food? I'll bet I didn't notice Amalia was hungry what with all the music and crazy hijinks on stage...)

Can't keep my mother away from cars for long.

Alien invasion

When Lily got home from swimming this evening, she had a surprise visitor from the planet Melmac (by way of the Threes Room at her former preschool). ALF apparently heard that Lily was missing him at her new school, so he decided to spend the weekend at our house. (Of course, he didn't even call first--so like ALF!)


Lily was truly tickled to see her good friend. Many thanks to ALF's caretakers, Miss Michele and Miss Lindsey, for granting him permission to leave the premises.

First day photo shoot (plus bonus lunch update!)

Lily picked out her clothes for her first day at the "big kid" school. Naturally, she wanted to match Amalia.

There was a chance of rain today, so Lily donned her favorite raincoat before we walked to school. If her coat were a pair of pants, it would be called "floods."

***LUNCH UPDATE***
Everything was eaten except for the craisins and grapes -- the latter of which is being consumed as I write this. A pretty good day, all in all.

Other details about Lily's first day at Pre-K have not yet been made available, though apparently she played dinosaurs with the boy who was next to her during naptime.

The Safety Dance

Step 1: Annoy your wife by picking up a freecycled turntable on the sidewalk, making you both even later to a friend's dinner party.

Step 2: Dig out your old 45s from the basement.

Step 3: Party like it's 1982!

Don't cry, Mom. It's only cheese.

Lily will now be joining the world of brown baggers, getting cold, packed lunches instead of the hot meals she's heretofore enjoyed at daycare.

Because I am indeed a typical parent (more often than I like to admit), I took a picture of her first-ever packed lunch and have captured its contents below for posterity.

Lunch box: Bento box-style from the Container Store

Main compartment:

• Special K cereal bar
• Rolled-up turkey slices
  
• Vegetable sticks
• Pickles
• Apple
• Babybel cheese

Top compartment (three sections):

• Water
• Grapes
• Craisins and little marshmallows

Diluted apple juice in a sippy cup straw thing.

We'll see what she actually eats...

Amalia, R.N.

Tell me these don't look like nursing shoes.


To the play room. Stat!

In the break room.

4 going on 14

Lily starts Pre-K at her new school tomorrow, so we thought it would be fun to have a playdate with one of her friends from daycare (you may recognize her from the matching dress post).

Painting pottery: a slice of suburbia right here in DC.