Happy 2nd Birthday, Sweet Lydia!

Lydia turned two on December, 6th and we celebrated with a pancake and pajama party!  I decided on a pajama party because Lydia just loves wearing her suits (footy pjs).  It's an issue trying to get her dressed in the morning, then at nap she insists on getting back into her suit before laying down. 

Party planning began with a search for the perfect invitation.  Etsy never disappoints.

we snapped a little PJ picture for the back of the invite

then we had these customized for Lydia and printed at office max-depot
adorable!

 Instead of a regular cake I made a bunch of cinnamon rolls in the shape of a two...well, it looked more two-ish pre-baking.  Those things really rise! They rose so much that some started falling off the pan and on to the bottom of the oven, slight disaster.  You could easily use pre-made ones form the store or from the can cinnamon rolls but I used this recipe which was perfect in the bread machine. 

 Despite plenty of advanced candle blowing practice Lydia froze in the moment and had to get a mommy assist with the candles.  After singing and blowing out her candle we all feasted on

buttermilk pancakes with syrup and sprinkles
mini quiche 
a fruit platter
leftover blueberry breakfast cake from Grammy's birthday celebration
the most amazing little brie and bacon cranberry tartlets..just go make them, so good
Orange juice, cranberry juice, coffee, and fancy flavored local milk

 Lydia got a set of magnatiles and a light panel for her birthday.  I had it set out for her when she came down in the morning so she could play before the party started.  It was a big hit with all ages at the party.  We use the magnatiles almost daily, they are such a fun building toy.

 

Thanks to everyone who made Sweet Lydia's day so fun and special.  

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Lydia is a classic toddler.  She loves to climb everything.  Her favorite perch is on the counter next to the sink.  She enjoys knocking down Oliver's building projects while in mid construction.  Her favorite words are "No, Mine, Mama, Yep." She loves water..bath, shower, sink, pool, puddle, etc.  Running away from me in the Target parking lot is her main life goal with trying to jump out of the cart at Target coming in at a close second.  She likes playing football with her daddy and snuggling with her mama...then seconds later trying to dig my eyes out with her sharp little claws.  Lydia also loves doing her homework while Oliver does his, she uses her markers to scribble all over her paper, herself, the table, and occasionally on Oliver's homework...his teacher is understanding. 

We love Lydia and can't imagine our life without her, 2 already, wow.  Looking forward to the adventures that the year ahead will bring. 

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On Monday December 8th, Lydia went to the doctor for her 2 year check up.  The doctor's office just isn't Lydia's favorite place. 

Are you ready to get out of the stroller -no
Let's lay down to get measured -NO (35inches, though I question the accuracy)
Can you stand on the scale and see how much you weigh -NO WAY!!
Let's sit on the baby scale -well the screaming shows she has good working lungs (27lbs)

Okay, we need to take some clothes off so the doctor can check your body over -yeah, that was fun

Clothes back on, sitting on mama's lap, chatting with the doctor.  The doctor and nurses were impressed with Lydia potty training herself, but the doctor was concerned about her speech.  I knew there would be speech concerns, that's why I got her tested by the infant toddler people and she's receiving services.  I thought that might be enough for the doctor, but the doctor gave her a referral to go get assessed by the speech department over at Children's Mercy, she was also given a referral to get assessed by the folks over at the Leann Britten Center.  The Leann Britten Center usually helps children with more special needs, and after talking to them we've decided to wait until after getting the results from Children's Mercy before we decide if we need their help also.  For now we will continue working weekly with our speech therapist.  Lydia is improving.  She is starting to babble more, speak without being told to, and use more words and less grunting to get her point across.  Her little voice is so cute.  My favorite thing she says is "mine mama" meaning that's my mama, you'd better stand down. 

cold sore treatment

Oliver has had of history of getting pretty yucky cold scores around his lips.  I'd try to treat them with various over the counter stuff, extra fruit and veggies, other random home remedies, but we've always had to turn to an anti viral prescription from the doctor because they would just keep spreading. 

Pinterest, where all good comes from, told me that I might be able to prevent or treat cold scores using tea tree oil or melaleuca as it's called by the DoTerra folks.  Tea tree oil is a natural anti viral.  So, I find someone who sells DoTerra and place an order. 

So the oil arrives (this is months ago) and I get a little roller bottle from whole foods.  I add fractured coconut oil to the bottle and about 20 drops of melaleuca.  I roll this concoction around Oliver's mouth a few times a month in hopes of it preventing an outbreak.  I may have gotten lazy, or maybe I lost the roller, or maybe Lydia hid it, or Oliver flushed it, no I just got lazy...it happens.  Last week I noticed the little tell tail spot on his lip yelling "warning, warning, a cold sore is coming" and it did.  Rumor has it the tea tree oil could fix this so I put it on.  I mixed one drop tea tree oil and one drop coconut oil in my hand and rubbed it all over his lip area, often.  I really, didn't want to have to call in the script for the anti viral.  Know what, the tea tree oil really worked, the spreading stopped and the affected area scabbed over.  I'm still putting the oil on twice a day and some aquafor once a day, but it looks like we are in the clear this time. 

I just treated a problem naturally and saved a bunch of cash.  Good times. 

23 months

Sweet Lydia is going to be TWO next month.  What? 

Lydia is a joyful, fiercely independent, quiet, loving, playful, girl.  She adores Oliver, milk, dogs walking down the street, books, play dough, snuggles, and climbing. 

flashback

A few of her current favorites...

Helping herself to the milk in the fridge, instead of trying to chug it from the jug she now brings me all the supplies (milk, cup, lid) and I help her pour it, then she puts the milk away.  Her other favorite fridge treats are clementines, usually eating 3-4 a day, and peanut butter, which she enjoys eating by the spoonful.  Yum.

Potty training herself.  Yep she did it, just like that.  Over the past couple weeks she's hard only one daytime accident, that was today while we were outside, she just got caught up in the fun.  Lydia still wears a diaper at night but only wets about 3 a week.  I'm trying to get her to say the word "potty" or something to indicated that she has to go, so I can help her, but she usually just goes and does it herself or just lifts her shirt or dress up to let me know she needs help.  This is all very shocking to be because I wasn't even going to think about this until she was 3, but whatever, if you're going to do it yourself, you go for it girl. 

Climbing! Swinging! Sliding!  Lydia loves the park.  Climbing all over and sliding down the slides herself.  She can even ride our zipline the whole way down holding on all by herself...she is her brother's sister. I'll probably sign her up for gymnastics in the next few months. 


Doing her homework.  Oliver spends a few minutes in the morning or after school working on his school work or sight words and Lydia takes that time to get out her little school caddy and do some drawing.  Typically the drawing starts on the paper then morphs into her drawing on her feet or legs.  Whatever, it's all fine motor practice, right?

Lydia still isn't saying much and receives weekly speech therapy, we are only on week two, but it seems to be going well.  The therapist gives us a little assignment and then we work on it during the week.  I find the balance a little tricky.  The therapist wants me to make it so that Lydia has to talk to get things done, you know, make things harder for her to get to so she has to talk to get them.  I like that she is independent and tries things for herself and moves chairs around to reach stuff, so we find other places where she needs to talk.  Over the past week we worked on saying "down" so I could put the car window down for her.  We also worked on choices.  I give her two options and she answers as to what she wants...it usually doesn't sound much like either choice, but hey she's using her voice to make stuff happen.  

 My favorite thing about Lydia, she always wants more and more is one of the most clear words she says.  More hugs, more milk, more climbing the tree, more riding down the hill, more playing, more singing, more milk, more books, more, more, more.  She loves life and to explore and her family. 

She's our sweetest girl. 

 

potty training?

Potty training sucks!  Oliver came with some potty training skills, not really.  Oliver came with the ability to be compliant and sit on the toilet, it's what he was trained to do before his arrival here.  He wasn't trained to feel the sensation of needing to go and then go, no at the orphanage you sit when you are told to and stay as long as needed, maybe longer.  I taught Oliver his all his upper and lower case letters and letter sounds while sitting on the potty.  Fast forward to present day, he still has weekly accidents and let's not even discuss night time potty training, can you even train someone to not pee themselves at night?  He pees before he goes to bed, around 8pm, again when Jim goes to bed around 9ish, and again when I go to bed close to 11, and he still wakes up wet 75% of the time.  I try not to discuss it with him anymore, I figure he'll get it sometime, at least he doesn't accidents at school.


Then there is Lydia, I'm in no hurry to potty train her.  I really don't mind the adorable cloth diapers, and I'm even okay with washing them.  Lydia on the other hand, she wants nothing to do with diapers.  She rips them off before I can get them fully snapped on her.  Wednesday of last week I gave in.  It was a blah rainy day so we were not planning on going anywhere, I set the little potty outside the bathroom and decide to just let her run around in a dress with no diaper or underpants and see what happens.  She normally wakes up dry so I got her up and put her right on the potty, after a couple minutes she made it happen.  I put her dress on and tell her when she feels she needs to pee she should go sit on the potty...like she can even understand that.  She must have.  At one point we were doing homework and drawing at the table, she crawled down, walked away, and pooped on the toilet.  Hmmm.  No accidents all day.  So I guess we are doing this?  There have been accidents, but also tons of success. I just started letting her nap without her diaper, and go on outings without her diaper, and she's used a few public toilets, she even made it through church on Sunday.  She is pretty adorable in Oliver's outgrown Thomas the Train underpants. Here we go, for now. 

say what? not much...

At Lydia's 6 month appointment I mentioned that I thought she didn't babble much.

At her 1 year appointment she was supposed to be saying about 10ish words...maybe 8, maybe.

The 18 month appointment yielded news that by her 2 year visit she should be saying 50 words.  50!

 Well here we sit at 22 months old and Lydia might say 10-12 things.  Maybe she's just a quiet soul, maybe she is more thoughtful than vocal, maybe she just likes to take in the world around her...all possibilities, but it's my job to help her be as successful as possible so I call up the early intervention folks and request a developmental assessment.

They assess many areas of development, but we focus more on speech.  They ask me questions, they observe her play, and notice how she interacts with them and with JJ and myself (I sent Oliver out to play with a friend).  Now in order to qualify for help you have to be 25% or more below where you should be.  At the end of our time together the ladies tell me that Lydia doesn't qualify for services because she's around 23/24% below the norm for her age, rocking verbal production skills of a 17 month old.  Well, that's about the worst place you can be. Lucky for us, and Lydia, they said that they would give Lydia speech services.  So sometime in the near future a speech therapist will start visiting once a week and giving me different techniques to help Lydia.  Give her a few months and maybe she'll be stealing some of Oliver's air time. 

got tomatoes

We do!

Holy tomatoes batman.  Back in the spring we planted three tomato plants.  1 roma, 2 cherry.  I hoped we might grow a handful of romas to make some BLTs and a few bunches of cherry tomatoes for a couple other summer recipes.  Two of the plants went crazy choking out one of the cherry tomatoes, so we were left with one of each....and they went insane.  They are planted in our front flower garden area and have progressed to partially taking over the walkway and driveway. 

So here's a list of how we are dealing with the bunches and bunches of tomatoes we are harvesting on a weekly basis.

-We give them away to anyone who will take them.  People at church, friends, neighbors.
-The kids pick and eat them while we play outside, even Lydia knows how to just pick the red ones
-We traded two bags of tomatoes for free open gym time at the gymnastic studio ($10 savings)

Slow roasted BLTs -absolutely so delicious and you must make the basil mayo to go with it, really so perfect.  We've eaten these almost once a week.

 



Cherry tomato puff pasty tart.  Yum and super easy, like really easy.  This was devoured at our small group meeting a few weeks ago. 

 



End of summer vegetable soup.  I just delivered this to a friend and she thanked me more than once saying the soup was great.  The tomatoes are not the star of the dish, but they are there and it's a great soup, I think the roasted corn really makes it awesome.  I've made it with the popper croutons before and they are pretty good too. 

Pasta with Roasted Summer Vegatables, just make it.


BLT Salad -Most of the tomato recipes involve cooked tomatoes because I don't actually like them raw.  However, this salad is really tasty and simple.

Salad
-romaine lettuce
-thick cut bacon
-tomatoes

I bake bacon at 375 for 15-20 minutes, keep you eye on it!

Dressing
-1 cup buttermilk 
-1/2 cup sour cream
-1/4 cup mayo
-clove of garlic, grated  -if you like it spicy, my kids don't like it with the garlic
-salt
-pepper

mix it all together and set it in the fridge while assembling everything else

Croutons
-bread, cubed... good bread, something crusty from the bakery
-olive oil
-salt
toss the cubed bread with some olive oil and salt then bake at 375 for 10ish minutes

Pile everything together and yum. 



Go forth and cook those tomatoes you've grown, or come raid my front yard.

zoo train project

 Ages ago, when Lydia was tiny and slept often and didn't move much, Oliver and I made this awesome zoo for his trains to drive through.  He loves these kinds of projects, messy ones.  

Anyway, here is what we used...

-the bottom of a large sheet cake box (we happened to have some left from a baking project)

-paint and paint brushes

-pencil

-rocks

-low temp glue gun and sticks

-tubes of little animals from different places around the world...we got our tubes at Joann's with a 50% off coupon, but you could also find them at amazon

-air dryer, just to speed the process along

plan out a place for the train to go
a place for the people to wait
and spaces for the animals to live

paint and outline with rocks
we used the glue gun to stick the rocks down

speeding the process along

set up the track

get everyone moved in

give rides to all the zoo visitors

been here before...finally

Jim's been asking, are we there yet? 

When Lydia was born she was a second child, but a first baby.  People would assume we'd done this before just because we had an older child, most of the time I suppose it's safe to assume, but we were surely first time parents when it came to that little newborn.  Clueless, baby nervous, is she broken, sleep deprived, first timers. 

As Lydia progresses into the depths of toddler hood Jim keeps wondering, have we done this yet, is she at the age Oliver was when we got him, are we no longer first timers?  Yes!  Oliver came home just over 20 months old and that's where Lydia is now.  We've been here.  Well not really. Siblings were not made for comparing.  One is not a measuring stick for the other. 

The biggest thing that strikes me about this little milestone is that when we adopted Oliver at age 20 months we thought he was so young.  Soooo young.  How lucky were we to have only missed 20 months? 

Only 20 months! 20 months is an eternity! Do you know how many photos I've taken of Lydia in the span of 20 months?  How many hours she's been cuddled and loved?  How many kisses she's gotten? How many people love and adore her?  How many books she's been read?  The numbers are too great to be calculated.  A lot can happen in 20 months and it makes me sad for the time I missed with Oliver.  Not sad that I missed the time, but sad that he missed out on  the wonderful advantages of being a new baby in a family....though we've made up the difference the best we could.


However, regardless of the path or time of arrival to our home we simply adore them both.  They are the best for us and the best for each other and they both got here at just the perfect time for them.

Oliver, 20 months, in Moscow a few days
after leaving the orphanage

Lydia, 20 months, hanging in Bermuda

They both got passports when they were 20 months old....

welcome back

::hangs head in blog shame::

sigh

I can't believe I haven't written since June. 

Just hear me out...it was becoming such a chore.  See I write posts using my laptop.  Well my laptop took a turn for the worse this summer.  I tried just keeping it on always, because if it happened to turn off it would take HOURS to get back on..mama don't have that kind of time.  Then the battery died so it could only be plugged in, that's useful. 

Later this summer it wouldn't let me log on.  Can't do anything if it won't let me type in my password.  Google and YouTube talked me through that issue.

Last week, complete death.  A warning stating my hard drive had reached the end of it's life.  It stated I'd better save everything NOW.  I threw my documents on a jump drive, rescued as many videos as possible and managed to get my 4,441 photos on to 10 CDs (wish I had an external hard drive).  I haven't seen 3am since Lydia was an itty bitty, but if I wanted proof my children existed before last week I needed to get it done!  Note to self...get better at backing stuff up.  I realize that my laptop could still be saved, a new hard drive, but instead I pulled the plug and banished it to the office...where all old technology goes to collect dust until I figure out would people do with dead technology. 

So, what am I typing this post on?  Oh, just a shiny new and functional MacBook Air!

My birthday was last week.  Jim got me a rain barrel.  Rain barrels are awesome,  well I assume they are it hasn't actually rained yet...  Anyway, rain barrels are awesome and I did mention that I wanted one and he did install it while I was away in Boston with the kids, all very wonderful things.  I totally love it.  However, I mentioned that the rain barrel was a great family gift and maybe not a gift special for me.  Then my laptop died, so Jim was so kind to get me a new HP, some hybrid thingy that's a tablet and a laptop.  It looked pretty interesting, online, I didn't actually open the box.  I said I really wanted something that was going to last longer and I felt like a Mac might be a better option.  I suggested we return it and save a bit longer for something a little better.  Upon returning from yoga Jim said, "we have a surprise for you, but you need to find it"  Adorable Lydia kept looking under the couch, that's my girl.  A huge thanks to my husband for dealing with my crazy and taking both kids with him while shopping for two different computers.  

In conclusion, we're baaaaack, get excited.  Vacation highlights, kid projects, recipes,  laundry conquering, and more, that's what you get to look forward to. 

airplane party!

I love birthday parties.  Especially now that Oliver can say what type of party he would like.  Last year it was a construction party, so super fun.  When spring began creeping into Kansas I started to ask Oliver what he might be interested in doing this year.  Construction! was his enthusiastic answer.  Easy enough, I could totally pull that off again.  Though, I knew he was saying it because he loved the cake and maybe he couldn't really think of much else.

I told him he could totally have a consturction party again if he wanted to, but let's just take a quick look at pinterest (yes, he knows pinterest) and see if he might like to try anything else.  AIRPLANES!

For the past 8 months, or so,  Oliver has been set on being a southwest airplane pilot.  See southwest is who brings our family together.  Southwest gets us to Boston and southwest gets our family and friends out here to see us, and I totally think Oliver recognizes that.  Plus flying is so exciting when you're a kid and a southwest pilot once talked to Oliver and made his day year.

In the past I've made a very simple invite that usually involves a photo of him doing some activity that points to the party theme.  I splurged a little this year, not a big monetary splurge, but a big time splurge.  I turned to etsy and found Paper Built Shop.  First off, Sara over at Paper Built is awesome, and she was really easy to work with, even when I needed to make a fairly last minute change she did it quickly and without a problem.  She makes a TON of stuff, so even if the All American Airplane Party theme isn't for you, I'm sure you can find something you neeeeed!  If you like Paper Built on facebook you can even get some freebies.  Anyway, I've digressed.

So I ordered this very cool set of invites.
This fun banner, which is still hanging in the basement.
And these thank-you cards, some that we still need to mail...we are slow.

The shop has a whole bunch of other things to go with the theme, but I don't like being too into a theme so I used my self control.  Everything was really easy, I sent the files on to my friends over at the Office Max/Depot they printed as I instructed then I got to spend a few evenings cutting, gluing, and assembling.  It was totally worth it, we got a lot of compliments on the invites.

Moving on....

Airplane Cake
double layer 9x13

-one layer of chocolate cake
-one layer of yellow cake
-chocolate filing
-vanilla butter cream frosting
-southwest airplane set
-some food coloring and chocolate sprinkles
-grass tip
-airplane cookies (sugar cookies cut like airplanes with a blue icing glaze)

The cake was really fun to make and Oliver thought it was awesome.  Tip, add the sprinkles runway first then add the frosting on the sides, I didn't and there was a little bit of tweezer action involved as I removed bits of runway from the sky and grass.

We served a few other snacks
-veggies and spinach dip, pretzels, crackers, gluten free crackers
-hummus
-bacon cheddar pinwheels
-cake batter dip with nilla wafers and fruits
-gluten free chocolate chip cookies

For Oliver's gift we gave him a zip line and set it up the day before the party so it would be ready for all his friends to play with.  We have some pretty good sized trees in our backyard with decent spacing so it's pretty perfect.  I did get these tree protectors to preserve the happiness of our trees.

getting ready for the maiden voyage 

Tips
-installation will be easier if you don't have your child stealing and hiding the parts
-we added a 6 inch piece of pool noodle near the end of the ride to help buffer the quick stop
-we installed it at a height that Oliver could reach when standing up on a stool, not on the ground
-your child needs to be able to hold on tight even when the ride comes to an abrupt stop or they will come crashing to the ground...I learned that Oliver is indeed pretty strong, some of this friends a little less so.  By the end of the line his feet are only a few inches from the ground, so it's not a big drop.  There were a few bumps, but I think everyone had fun with it, even some of Lydia's friends.

playing at the party

attached the baby swing for the little ones
mostly just this guy, he loved it!

The zip line was the main attraction, but we had a few other activities around the yard

inflatable airplanes
they came in a three pack and the kids
loved running around the yard with them


Stomp Rockets
and a refill pack
we lost a few on our neighbors roof, oops

Then we just threw out some other outdoor toys we have
-balls
-chalk
-baby pool filled with ball pit balls
-sand box

Sadly the weather wasn't as awesome as I prayed it would be.  72 and sunny was the goal, 80, humid, with on and off sprinkles was what we got.  Meh.  Our guests were champs.  Some played in the basement or under the porch, some didn't care it was raining and continued on outside.  Eventually the sun came out.

Each kid took home a little brown paper bag with some airplane themed fun inside, and some other random stuff.  The sign on the bag said, "Thanks for flying"

parachute guy
flying stick things (technical name)
glider plane
side walk chalk
kazoo
airplane cookies

We all had a wonderful time, and are very thankful for all our friends and family who came to celebrate with Oliver.  He loves to feel special, and you made the day totally fantastic for him.  

His party happened before his actual birthday.  On his real birthday he woke up to a shiny new 5 shirt.  Sad news is, this etsy shop only makes the number shirt up to age 5, I wonder if he'll be too cool for a 6 shirt...sigh...time is passing.

 

the boys bathroom

We went to explore at a touch-a-truck event today.  It's fun.  Climb around on fire truck, snow plows, tractors, etc.

Hey Oliver, let's got potty before we keep looking around.

He runs towards the boy's room.

Wait buddy, make sure you come right back to this spot. 

He's gone into the bathroom.

I run into my bathroom with Lydia.  Do my business with speed.  Run back out to the meeting spot.

No Oliver.

I stay at the spot and scan around the room.  Snack table, no.  Hamburger truck, nope.  Combine, no.  Tractor, 18 wheeler, men's bathroom, no where.  I move away from the meeting spot because it's becoming increasingly clear that he has moved somewhere.

I look around some of the exciting things that we haven't been on yet.

No Oliver.

Then I hear my page over the loud speaker.  "Will the mama of Oliver Tylick report to the information desk, we have your son"

The information desk is NO WHERE near the bathroom, like FAR away.  Lydia and I head over and find Oliver coloring with one of the workers.

Are you his mom?  Yes, that's me, thanks.

Now first off, I should not have went into my bathroom until he came out, but I made a mistake.  Fortunately, he knew, mostly, what to do. 

After recovering him I asked him what happened...

"I came out of the bathroom and you weren't there, I couldn't find you.  I found a mom, a worker (volunteer) and a police officer. I told them I couldn't find you"  He gave them his phone number (perfectly) though they didn't call me, they probably didn't believe him since it's an out of state number.  He gave them his name (perfectly) because they pronounced it just right over the loud speaker.  He didn't cry or freak out, he did just what we talked about doing if a problem like this happened...except the part where you STAY. 

It should also be noted that I didn't freak out or run around crazy or cry.  I was nervous, and regretful of not waiting at the bathroom for him to get out, clearly it only took him 5 second in there, but I kept it together.  Upon hearing my page I reported to the information desk, hugged him, got his story, thanked the lady, and we went outside to climb on a huge dump truck. 

If you don't have some separation plan, make one.  I'd consider myself to be a pretty attentive parent, but things can happen.  We never sat down and had a discussion about it, but we've talked about it in the car on occasion and it's clear that he was listening.
-find a mama or a worker
-say you can't find your family
-ask them to call your mama or help you find her
-don't leave the building or place you're at 

We also have a stranger plan
-don't take anything, don't go anywhere

-scream like a crazy person, I know you can, I've heard it! 

18 months

Sweet Lydia is a year and a half!

Take a look back here to see her 12 month post.  She is looking much more toddler and much less baby.  How sweet to see her growing into a little girl.  Her hair is even almost doable, well not really. 



Lydia
-May have completed nursing.  We were down to just nursing before bed, the past few nights I've had Jim put her to bed, and she doesn't seem to have any issue with that and continues to sleep through the night.  12 hours straight! (don't tell her I told you, she my want to prove me wrong)
-Is doing much better eating solid food and seems to enjoy a variety of foods.  We think her top favorites are milk, yogurt, shrimp, bananas, pasta, and smoothies.
-She has 12 teeth and 4 incisors that are every so slowly trying to push through.
-Walks, walks backwards, just starting to try to run.
-Enjoys riding in the cozy coup car, driving a little ride on firetruck, and pushing the little guy we watch around in the stroller.  
-Loves to climb and can pull herself up on the kitchen chair and then on to the table where she likes to perch and play or just look around.  Also, is beginning to climb on structures at the playground. 
-Lydia has signs for "please" "milk" "all done" "uh oh" "where is it" "water" and we are starting to work on "thank you"
 -She folds her adorable little hands when we pray before dinner.
-She likes to raise her hand when someone asks a questions.  Who wants to go swimming after dinner?  Hand up, it's so fun, Oliver totally taught her that.
-Sometimes I hear Oliver say something like "Lydia let's go play in the toy room"  then she waddles on in there after him.  Squeee, that's precious.

here are her "where is it" hands

Lydia is not much of a talker but she does say a few things.

-mama

-dada

-Oliver (ahh vrr)

-something like ariplane

-ice (ssssss)

-vrooom

-woof woof

and she seems to be trying harder to repeat things that we ask her to

She may not talk a lot, but she seems to understand 90% of what we say.  She follows simple directions, gets things was ask her to, grabs her shoes (something Oliver can't even do) and waits by the door when we need to leave, and is exploring more independent play.  She enjoys playing with legos, hugging her dolls, stacking blocks, playing with toy food, terrorizing whatever Oliver is playing with, and eating markers.  She also enjoys playing outside in her swing, in the baby pool, at the big neighborhood pool, and trying her best to run into the road.  

Oliver and Lydia have their check ups later in the month, I'll update her weight and height at that time.  Seems to me like she is getting longer and leaner and less of a chubsy baby.  Most of her clothes are size 18-24 months.  When I pick them out I always think they look huge, then I put them on her and the fit just fine.  Sigh...so big.

Doctor update 6-27-14
Lydia behaves at the doctor the way I expect that most people want to, but don't.  The medical assistant comes out, doesn't even say Lydia's name and Lydia drops boneless to the ground, she knows.  We make it to the back room and the assistant asks me questions about Lydia's development while Lydia cries and I undress her.  Next we have to attempt to get her weight, nope she isn't going to stand on that scale, or sit on it.  Oliver models how to do it, nope she still isn't going to.  We lay her on the baby scale.  The doctor comes in and Lydia continues to model the strength of her lungs while the doctor looks her over. 
Lydia, at 22lbs and 32.5 inches is right at the 50%
The doctor has slight concern about her language development.  She understands sooo much but verbally expresses much much less.  Like I said above she signs a few things and says a few more, but is a smidge behind.  The average is 8-10 words now, and 50 by age 2.  Well, we've got 6 months to learn about 43 more words.    It's hard for me to be too concerned at this point, because at 20 months Oliver didn't say anything and wasn't behind when assessed at 24 months.  Though I knew language was going to be an issue for him so I worked really hard on getting him to talk, I may be a little more lax with Lydia.  Time to step it up. 

being silly with daddy

 Oliver always likes to get his time
in front of the camera

this is the best I could get of them together

 

What's that?  You recognize the shirt she is wearing.  You're right, you've seen it before. I was her Easter dress from Easter 2013.  It's just so cute, I had to squeeze her into the 3-6 month dress one last time.