Summertime and The Livin's Easy

Lilly's Bedhead

Today was a long day in the Goodman household. Lilly came into our room to snuggle at about 7am, which meant that she slept in her crib from 9:30 until 7! For the childless majority out there, that is quite a feat. Now when I say she came into our room I don't mean she came on her own....she is not walking or leaving her crib yet. She is kind of crawling around these days though. She gets about a foot or two before she breaks down from heavy exertion, definitely a Goodman trait. She can change directions too and I've seen her turn left - lookout Zoolander, Lilly is on her way to the top! Chilly says that it is misleading to say she moves forward, and that she only moves side to side, however I swear I've seen her move forward. Thursday afternoon in the basement, I swear. ANYWAYS. The reason we were up so early was that today was haircut day! Chilly and Lilly had a joint appointment at the salon at 8:30. Sounds like a nice little Saturday doesn't it? Chilly's haircut was first, and we finished up with Lilly's 5 minute haircut. Lilly behaved like a champion, and there were no tears, shrieks, tantrums, fits or popped blood vessels. She stared at herself in the mirror and chewed on her apron. How sanitary.

Lilly's mullet (pre-cut)

Lilly's haircut!

Next we nipped around the corner to the farmers market where we scored some sweet produce. I ordered a cup of coffee to try and burn the taste of the horrible salon coffee out of my mouth and inadvertently burned my finger instead. Then we bought some produce - onions, rhubarb, peas and zucchini. No beets Arisa, maybe next week. We also bought a cloth Christmas book, which I am looking forward to reading to the kiddies for many Christmases to come. I'm thinking that Christmas Eve after copious Tom & Jerrys would be a perfect time to tell the tale of why we celebrate such a glorious day.

We came home after the market and had some blueberry pancakes, special deluxe a la Brian D Goodman. What follows up pancakes nicely you ask? Nap time. Two amazing hours of father daughter couch time with a little history channel playing in the background.

Nap time led into gardening time. Weed pulling. Watering. Awesomeness. I won't hold it against any of you if you are jealous of the fast paced, big city life we are leading here on Chestnut Street. Tomorrow I might mow the lawn, go to the pool, and grill ribs. I might drink some beer too. If you want in on anything I've mentioned, take some ginseng and get on down here. This is HOTTTT.