Pool

Pool Sun bottom from Wes Little on Vimeo.

Pool Luz No goggles from Wes Little on Vimeo.

Pool 2 from Wes Little on Vimeo.

Pool 1 from Wes Little on Vimeo.

Playground

With the long lens. But she wouldn't hold still and eventually banned all photography.

Captions

My co-worker Chris has taken to captioning Lucy's pics in my cube. Love.it.

Playing with the Band

I decided at about 3p on Cinco de Mayo that I wanted to try to eat Mexican food for dinner. This was a fools errand to begin with because the weather was absolutely gorgeous and everyone and their brother in Atlanta wanted to be eating a taco, sipping a margarita outside on Cinco de Mayo. We put our name in at two restaurants within walking distance of each other and started praying for a miracle (our name being called sometime before midnight). Twenty minutes later just as we were coming to our senses and discussing packing it up- our name was called. The winning restaurant had a live band playing. We thought Lucy would really like listening to the band play. When we sat down I said something along those lines. She looked at me with her most serious face and said "No, I want to play WITH the band."

The problem is, this is not my call. I can't just say "ok" and let her play with the band. Wes and I told her she could ask the waiter and if he said it was ok then she could ask the band. Before the waiter got back to our table though the band took a break and we noticed some older kids up on stage. Wes took Lucy up to the stage and she asked if she could play the drums. Because she is Lucy and no one ever tells her no- they said "Sure!" She then proceeded to wow the band members and her Papa.

She later suffered a mild meltdown because she figured out that playing at the drums wasn't the same as playing WITH the band. Specifically, she wanted to sing. Maybe I should get her an agent.

Luz Salsa from Wes Little on Vimeo.

Kids Dig a Cure

I do not know why I can't seem to upload anything in actual chronological order today, but I can't so we're going to start this story with the conclusion. Lucy earned a medal! She was so excited and proud of herself. She told me "I LOVE racing!"

This is a picture from just seconds before all the 2-3 year olds took off running before the DJ got to say "ready, set, go." It took another 10 minutes to regroup everyone and start over.

Funniest.sign.ever.

Best buddies- prepared to race to raise money for the Leukemia and Lymphoma Society

A really fun event for a really good cause with a really good friend. It was a really good race.

Easter 2011

In no particular order because my uploading skillz are subpar- This year Easter weekend included, but was not limited to- Easter egg hunt at Granny and Grandpapa's after a little skinny dipping

Hiding Easter Eggs for Mimsy and Grand Dad

Total and absolute refusal to hold still for a picture in her Easter dress

Easter egg hunt for one at Mimsy and Grand Dad's

Quality assurance duties related to Lemon Cake

Lots of QAing

Sitting on Grand Dad to keep him out of trouble

Dying Easter eggs with Mimsy

George

Playing with Lucy tonight I told her "I will hold you and snuggle you and kiss you and call you George."

Lucy: No, I'm not George.

Me: How do you know you're not George?

Lucy: I have light skin

Me: ooooooookay, what color skin does George have?

Lucy: I don't know- there's fur all over it

Me (starting to connect the dots): oh yeah?

Lucy: Yeah, and I'm not curious