Our Big Girl

Lillie is two and a half and really growing into a toddler. This past weekend she asked that I put her hair in a ponytail and all of her hair was long enough to fit into the ponytail band. (This picture is of her sporting her ponytail.)
When Lillie started wearing big girl panties a few weeks ago, I got a little teary eyed because I knew that she would never be a little baby and wear diapers. (My hormones during this pregnancy probably attributed to the tears in my eyes.) She likes to count and sing her ABC’s. She can also identify almost all of the letters. Last night, during her bath she told me each of the letters on the “Delta” faucet. She loves to sing along to songs; especially the ones on the Disney Princess Sing along DVD.
Last week, I had a prenatal appointment. When I was getting Lillie out of the car I told her that we were going to see Mommy’s Doctor. Her response was “and hear baby’s heart go boom-boom.” When we were shown to the exam room, I got out her color-wonder markers and book to keep her entertained while we waited. I soon realized that I didn’t need to bring them once we discovered the heavy construction equipment working on the new wing of the hospital. She stood on a chair, looking out the window for 15 minutes watching the digger, backhoe, dump trucks, and rollers. Yes, I know the name of the equipment, because she asks “what’s that?” several times a day.
Lillie is well mannered. In the car she saw me drinking water out of my water bottle and asked, “Can I have some water please?”
Lillie also likes to play games. She loves matching games. I can keep her entertained for several minutes by laying the cards face up on the ground and she matches the pairs up. The cards are starting to get a little worn, because she has played with them so much. She is learning to play “Hi, Ho, Cherry-O.” She understands when it is her turn or our turn and it is a great game to help her count objects.
Brian has taught her that George Washington is on the one dollar bill and that she is 2 years old. He also taught her how old we are.
If you ask her, her name she will tell you “Lillie Marsh.” Daddy is “Daddy Marsh” and Mommy is “Mommy Marsh.”