Sunday, September 27, 2009

6 Months

Lyla is now 6 months... what the heck? I never in my wildest dreams knew time could pass this quickly. On the contrary, sometimes time seems to stand still. Those are the brief moments when Lyla wakes in the middle of the night screaming because her teeth are coming in. Poor Lyla, poor Huck, and our poor neighbors... Sorry Steph and Byron!

What Lyla's doing at 6 months...
Screaming from the teething:


Feeding herself:


Celebrating Grandma Sue Ann's Birthday:

Poor gal couldn't breathe in some strong winds, but, she thought it was pretty funny:




Hanging out:








And of course, like any other 6 month old, she can definitely take time out for a nap:

Saturday, September 12, 2009

4 Generations


This picture means a lot to me. It's not very often you're able to take a picture of 4 generations of gals. This is my grandma May, in which Lyla May was named after. She is the sweetest lady ever. If you're wondering why I'm so good looking (wink, wink), just take a look at my gorgeous ma and grandma. Lyla is destined to be beautiful. haha. On a more serious note though, I love my grandma dearly. She's nearly 90. I hope over the years I'm able to share great stories about grandma May to Lyla so that she too may grow to love and appreciate this awesome gal!

Where were you one 9.11.01? I remember walking into my world civ class my sophomore year of high school and seeing (what I knew them as then) Twin Towers blazing in smoke. I didn't realize at the time the significance of the World Trade Centers, but that day; I'm sure just like the rest of you, changed my life. We took Lyla to Sandy City where ever year they put up a flag for each person who was tragically killed. It's a nice way to remember the great loss our country took on that day.



Sunday, September 6, 2009

The Binki

We have a binki problem. We've been pretty good at not allowing Lyla to have binki and it's mostly been because she doesn't like them. Not until we found this one anyway...


Lyla has also picked up a new habit of growling. We captured it on video while we were in Jackson Hole. The first growl you hear is Richard, so don't think Lyla has some satanic growl (that would be her dad).



We had a BBQ at my dad's last Sunday, and here's a family pic for my lil' bro to appreciate.



And here's just a couple of random ones:


And to leave you with a smile, here's a vid of her giggling and crying...