We made it to P.T. for this year’s Rhody Fest, and though Lily doesn’t yet know a rhododendron from a rhinoceros, she whooped it up with the best of them (some of whom included her little cousins from Oregon). She walked, she clapped, she waved, she danced… And at each night’s end, she slept and slept and slept and slept, to my great delight.
Tooth number seven is on its way in!
But don’t worry. There has been a little bit of brightness in this cloudy, toothy, painful day.
The hat, although silly, is totally necessary today, because it is currently 47 disappointing little degrees in Tacoma. However! Lily has all but mastered the art of walking, AND she’s actually eating solid food three times a day, AND she learned how to clap on Monday. AND she’s a very good cuddler on these cold, cold nights.
