The German Dress

As many of you may know, Bryan's sister Cammie and her family have lived in Germany for the past seven years while her husband bravely serves our country in the army. When Lilly was born Cammie waited for Ed's leave and then quickly made arrangements for the whole family to come and see her new niece. She brought with her an adorable German dress. At the time it seemed closer to fitting me than the tiny baby she had intended it for. But, last night while organizing the closet in Lilly's big girl room I stumbled across the dress and began to wonder. Lilly was just as excited as I was to try it on. She called it her princess dress and I had to do some smooth manipulation to get her to take it off before dinner.
I thought everyone might enjoy the pictures, but don't be surprised if you see the dress again in the Halloween blog.

More Festival

It started out as a dreary gloomy Saturday. Complete with clouds and drizzling rain. We planned to take Lilly to the Fall Festival which includes a parade, a small carnival and some local merchant tents and displays. The weather made us question our resolve, but we decided to risk it when it looked like the rain would not last.
We headed downtown Z-ville, found seats on the curb and settled in for the longest and most boring parade ever. Evidently you don't have to have a float or even a reason to be in the parade...just an overwhelming desire to show yourself off. Now, don't get me wrong there were floats that were well designed and deserved to be in the parade and there were fire trucks, police cars and Lilly's favorite part, marching bands and princesses. But, quite a few entries were just local people who are proud of their car, their job, or their new hair cut...I don't know.
But anyway, Lilly enjoyed it and we didn't stay for the whole thing. Here's Lilly and Bryan patiently waiting for the parade to begin.
Lilly in her bag chair. Bryan carried it all the way from our distant parking spot only to realize that Lilly could sit in the stroller if she so desired and that she was only going to sit for amount of time that it took me to take this picture.

When McGriff the crime dog came by waving and passing out candy Lilly panicked and ended up in my lap. This happened several times during the parade whenever a mascot made an appearance. She is just like her aunt Kristy in this regard.

And of course...Lilly rode a pony. If there is a pony ride within a hundred miles Lilly will find it and talk of nothing else until she's had a turn. Sadly, all she talked about while riding the pony was the playground.

Around this time Lilly and I headed home for a rest while Bryan pressed the flesh with the public at Key Bank's booth. We came back rested and ready to party a few hours later as Bryan's shift was coming to an end. We hurried to get back to the Key Bank booth in time to get Lilly a Tinkerbell spray on tattoo, but Lilly wanted no part of it. She seemed afraid as if it would hurt like a real tattoo. Hope she keeps that attitude throughout her teen years.

After that we headed to the midway to see if there was anything that Lilly could ride. There wasn't, but after Daddy forked over three dollars to a young girl with black and purple hair and many of the previously mentioned real tattoos, Lilly was aloud to 'pick till you win' at duck pond in the carnival. She chose as her prize this purple ball. Then insisted on riding on Bryan's shoulders and holding the ball. It was only then that Bryan discovered that the ball was wet.

The highlight for all of us was the area that was dedicated to inflatable playscapes. There were six of them. Ten dollars for an all day wrist band or two dollars for a single ticket. I talked Bryan into springing for the ten dollar wrist band when I pointed out our friend standing nearby with his four kids. Bryan easily shelled out the ten bucks when he realized how happy he was that he wasn't being asked for 40. Lilly had a blast for well over an hour, going from bouncy house to bounce house. Some were just the old fashioned moon bounce, but there where three obstacle courses, and a slide too. Lilly was able to do all six things unaided, which meant that we had the luxury of standing idly by and watching. After a while Bryan suggested that we leave. "Why?" I asked. He looked around and couldn't come up with an answer so he tossed Lilly back into one of the obstacle courses and we resumed our idleness.

A note to Matthew...When we got out of the car and Lilly saw the giant inflatable slide she couldn't hold in her excitement. "Matthew will be here!?" she asked. Please note the Fourth of July blog.

Bryan's Bean Blossom Birthday Bash

Every year for the past eight years my family and many of my parents' friends have gathered for a weekend of blues in a small town just north of Nashville IN. In the begining the Bean Blossom Blues Festival was two days of blues bands playing to a small crowd. But, it has evolved in its 11 years to include almost three days of bands, a beer and wine tasting and a BBQ cook off. This year the organizer took another huge step forward...he changed the date to include Bryan's birthday and he hired Kenny Wayne Shepherd as his headliner for Saturday night.

Bryan and I missed last year, due to the fact that our babysitters religiously attend this event. But, this year we just couldn't resist the draw of a birthday/anniversary spent at the Blues Festival. Things have changed for us a little as far as the Blues Fest is concerned. Instead of making 200 jello shots, renting a cabin for the two nights and spending the whole weekend parked in a camp chair, we enlisted the help of a trusted babysitter, packed a small cooler with a few beers and some water and headed about an hour south of Indy for a day trip to Bean Blossom.

Bryan shows off his birthday cookie cakes. A closer view of the cookie that didn't get inhaled. The cookies were so cute...and appropriate for the blues festival.

Dad's gift for Bryan. While at a small dive bar in Wisconsin, Kristy bet Bryan $20 that he wouldn't eat one of the pickled turkey gizzards that had been on the shelf since the begining of time. To Kristy's dismay, my shame and no one's surprise Bryan actually liked the disgusting thing. As Bryan munched away on his new favorite snack Wes envisioned an opportunity to snooker my dad at a later date. Long story short...a joke was born and my dad ordered a jar of pickled turkey gizzards as a birthday gift for Bryan.

I won't name names, but Bryan wasn't the only one to enjoy a pickled turkey gizzard at the festival.

Special Shout Out to Mandy, Lilly's best friend. Thanks for coming over on Saturday. Bryan and I had a great time and were able to relax knowing that Lilly was in good hands and having a great time!

Our State Fair...

...is a great state fair. Well, that thought isn't universally felt in our family, but Lilly and I like the fair. Bryan, not so much. Every year when I mention going to the fair he makes this horrible face and rolls his eyes. No doubt he is thinking of the heat, the expense and the indigestion that comes along with the state fair. But every year I am proud of Bryan because one day during the almost three week stint that the fair is here (which happens to be the hottest three weeks of the year) he will suck it up. He comes home a little early from work, pastes on a smile and takes Lilly and I to the fair.
This year he seemed to like it more than ever. I think this reaction was in direct correlation to Lilly being old enough to start enjoying the fair. By the time Bryan got home from work I had Lilly so pumped about the fair that only a daddy with a heart of stone wouldn't be excited too and he was eager to do everything the fair could offer a two year old.
Lilly rode a pony. Well, it was more of a miniature donkey, but she was just as happy as if it were a thoroughbred.
She did the 'Little Hands on the Farm' activity. This may be her and Bryan's favorite part. You walk around a path 'harvesting' several things to put in your little basket: little bags of corn and soy beans, an egg, wool, milk, and a vegetable. Then you feed the corn to some animals and sell your other items, you are given a dollar and corralled into a store where you buy an edible farm product: milk, applesauce, etc.
Here is Lilly doing the 'plowing' part. You are supposed to peddle the tractor around the track, but Lilly opted to be pushed around the track on the tractor.

Milking the cow.

Next, we made our way around and passed the midway. We couldn't resist but to treat Lilly to a ride on the world's biggest slide. She loves to slide more than anything else, but this may have been a little fast for her. As they came down the look on her face was pure terror, but as soon as her feet were on solid ground she asked to do it again.

Of course, it wouldn't be the state fair without stopping to see the World's Largest Boar. Unfortunately, the World' Largest Boar also has the world's largest testicles that he insists on proudly displaying against the fence. So, we moved right along to the Grand Champion sow with her litter of piglets before Lilly could ask any questions.

To end our day at the fair we grabbed an ice cream (which turned out to be Lilly's dinner because it was the only thing she ate all evening...yes, I have cleared off a shelf for my 'mother of the year' award) and made our way to the rodeo. It was the best deal at the whole fair...free. The rodeo was lots of fun and all three of us enjoyed it. That is until Lilly's diaper leaked...while she was sitting on my lap.

We had to go, because while Lilly fit right in at the fair with no pants on, I would not.

The North Woods 2010

What can I say about our third annual Wisconsin trip? It is easily my favorite vacation, and probably for the same reason that many of you would hate it. There is nothing to do. I mean nothing. Now, don't get me wrong I guess there is plenty to do, but nothing that takes a lot of effort. We fish, we sit outside the cabin, we walk to the play ground, we play shuffleboard, we go for a boat ride, we hit the Sportsman bar. But, nothing we do takes more preparation than simply grabbing a sweatshirt and a drink and shutting the cabin door. You don't need hair products or make up. In fact, you can walk into any one of the bar/restaurants up there in cargo pants smeared with fish guts and a camo jacket and fit right in. There is just no real planning or thought required to do anything.
Among the nothing we did so many fun things that I can't even include all of them in this blog. But, I will say that Lilly enjoyed herself more than I ever could have imagined and Bryan and I were both heartbroken on the last day when she woke up excited, ate her breakfast and cheerfully asked to go to the playground. Later that night when we got home she cried after her bath and said "I'm a go back to my cabin".
Lilly on our first full day at the cabin. She is wearing her 'Lil Fishin' Chick' T-shirt and playing her new fishing game. She was surprisingly good at it. I was worried it was too old for her, but she proved me wrong. Notice the tongue hanging out to indicate the amount of concentration.

This is a terrible picture from one of our evening trolling missions (they were all unsuccessful), but it is the only photographic proof that I was even in Wisconsin.

We didn't catch a lot of fish, not nearly as many as last year. All year we kept saying "we don't need to clean 300 crappie" "we don't need to bring so much fish home"...little did we know it wasn't our choice. This year we only caught enough to have a single fish fry. See, we caught so few fish that Dad was even excited about catching the world's smallest bluegill. Don't worry PETA, we threw him back.
While taking a cruise to a connected lake Lilly wormed her way onto Wes's lap and then wasted no time in taking over the wheel.

After losing interest in driving the boat Lilly took in the afternoon sun with Tiki.

Lilly is a budding fashionista, however, some times she seems to struggle with accessorizing. For example, I never would have thought to pair a light blue tu tu with bear claw slippers. But, it seems to work on her.

Fishing with Daddy. They tried almost every day to catch a fish off the dock with Lilly's little Tinkerbell fishing pole, but they were unsuccessful. I tried to convince Wes to swim under the dock and attach a fish to her hook, but no luck.

This picture is dark and I don't if you will be able to see it or not, but as we pulled out for a nightly trolling cruise Lilly sat on Papaw's lap waving good bye. But, as we pulled away she needed her binoculars to see us leave the cove.

I couldn't resist including this picture. Lilly asleep in her little bed. So sweet. Bryan, Lilly and I shared a small room with two sets of bunk beds. After much debate we decided that I would sleep on one of the lower bunks, and Lilly would sleep on the other with her toddler rails attached. We finally decided it would be best if Bryan slept on the top of my bunk...also with toddler rails.

Oh yeah, it wouldn't be the Wisconsin trip blog if I didn't at least mention the mustaches. I don't have a picture of all three of them, but for the second year in a row Bryan, Wes and Dad have grown mustaches while on our trip. The comparing of, grooming, discussion of and giggling about the mustaches takes up quite a bit lot of time.

Fourth of July, Finally

Bryan's family came to town to celebrate the Fourth of July with us. This visit was kind of a big deal because along with Bryan's parents, his sister and her kids were here too. They live in Germany and we don't get to see them a lot. So we had to take advantage and do as many fun things as possible while they were here. We had a great time and by evening we were all worn out. Especially Lilly.
Matthew and Morgan kept her pretty busy...well...SHE kept them pretty busy. I enjoyed this probably more than anyone. It was great to have personal playmates, dressers and hair stylists for Lilly on hand all weekend.

While at home we just kind of hung out; playing, talking and just spending time together. We cooked out, played a million games of ladder golf (which Morgan is awesome at by the way) and set off fireworks (which Morgan is not so awesome at...I'll leave it at that).
But, Lilly was anxious to show her Aunt Cammie and cousins some of her favorite places. So we took them to Mulberry Fields park and played in the 'creek' and on the slides.

We also spent a day at the pool. Well, most of us spent the whole day at the pool. While the ladies were basking in the sun Bryan decided to introduce his fellow Colts fan to Lucas Oil Stadium and have Colts experience Matthew wouldn't forget. I will spare you the pictures from the Stadium...they are pretty boring. But, I think Matthew's experience that day was anything but. Along with downtown, the stadium and as much Colts atmosphere as he could stand Bryan also introduced his 15 year old nephew to something else he won't soon forget.
After dinner we walked out to the lake to feed the fish and Matthew tried his hand at catching cat fish with a net. Matthew is good at a lot of things. This wasn't one of them.

On the Fourth of July we all loaded up and headed down to Lion's Club Park to watch the fireworks. Before dark there were a lot activities for kids. Lilly was kind of small for most of them, but her big cousin was more than happy to take her down the giant slide...as many times as she wanted to go. I thought she might be a little afraid, but I was wrong. This picture was taken about 30 seconds after her first trip down the slide. She is yelling "AGAIN". And Matthew obliged.

Matthew was a trooper, climbing up the giant slide while holding a toddler and taking Lilly down as many times as she wanted. But, Morgan gets some credit too. While Lilly and Matthew slid she stood next to Bryan the whole time while cute boys and other girls her age may or may not have noticed his goofy hat.
And then....everyone went home and the party was over. Poor Lilly, she was so disappointed.

Relay for Life

For the past two years Bryan, Lilly and I, along with quite a few of our friends and family have participated in the American Cancer Society's largest fundraiser. Relay for Life is a 24 event in which a participant for each team walks for the entire time. During the day the event is mostly for kids, with many teams raising money by offering games, treats and activities for a younger crowd. At dusk is when the real magic happens. Throughout the year teams sell luminaries, or thin white bags the the ACS logo on them filled with sand with a candle in the bottom. People decorate these bags or just write the name of a friend or loved one on them who has been affected by cancer. They can honor a survivor or memorialize someone who has been lost. It is a very special part of the evening when these bags are lit and line the walking path for most of the late night hours. The path looks beautiful all lit up and it is a favorite time for everyone to just slow down, take in the names and look for people you know.

Oddly enough this is our second year to participate in Relay and only the first time we have ever seen the luminaries. Last year there was a terrible storm that blew in just as the candles were being lit and many of the bags were lost to fire or rain. Of course we also had a storm this year, luckily before the luminaries were set out. So the event was called off and the luminaries were stored, got caught in a flood and had to be rescued by the Zionsville Fire Department, and were finally set out and lit on Friday night during another event in town.

Here are a few pictures from Friday night.

FYI-I have luminarie bags to sell for next year's event. They are $10 each and all of the money goes to the American Cancer Society. Let me know if you'd like to personalize the bag yourself.