Now that Lily is a bit more self-sufficient we've taken a different approach to dinner. When we think she won't like what we're eating becuase it's too spicy we give her an alternative. If she doesn't like the alternative she can make her own dinner. That usually means PB & J, which is what she made tonight.
She had gobs and gobs of jelly on her sandwich and as she was trying to spread it she tipped the plate over the edge of the table. She and Amanda managed to catch it, but some jelly ended up on Lily and on the floor. No use crying over spilled jelly, right?
We told Lily that she had to change her pants, and Amanda suggested a pair of denim capris. Lily protested because she said that it wouldn't be a matching outfit. We had to explain to her that it was OK for an hour around the house. She is becoming more and more conscious of such things.
Noah is really enamored of his Indians cap of late (thanks Grandpa E). He threw it in the surf during one of our trips to the beach, so now it has a nice weathered look to it. He insisted on wearing it tonight at bedtime. So there he was completely naked on the changing pad except for his Indians hat and looking as happy as could be.
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