She Loves Jumperoo and Her Football!

It is hilarious to me how much Lila loves to watch football. Unfortunately for her (and Abbie & James) she was pulling for Dallas. Abbie actually predicted the Cowboys would win by 40. Wooops!

Check out my girl rockin' the Jumperoo while we watched the game. Notice when her Dad has a reaction to the game, she stops and focuses all of her attention on the TV. You can almost see her thinking, "Oh No! It was stupid Romo wasn't it!" It's all fun and games until Tony Romo gets on the field.

Fortunately for me, the Vikings won, and we no longer have to endure Dallas going forward. Who are your picks for the next round?

Just another day Being Billingsley...

Look Who's 5 Months!

This time last year, you were very busy making Mommy throw up in various restaurants from Round Rock to Colorado and even a little bit in Nebraska... making my pregnancy the worst kept secret in the history of the world.

Now, you are five months old, and this has been the busiest month yet for you!

• You had your very first Thanksgiving. You are definitely a Momma's girl, but you liked being surrounded by your family. You were very good and allowed your Mom to go back for seconds (and even thirds).
• You had two very special Christmas celebrations. Christmas with Granna and Granddaddy and Christmas with the Billingsleys at the barn. You were an angel. You actually slept through most of the celebrating. I'm not even sure you opened a single one of your gifts. Good thing your big sister is so good at opening presents.
• At your most recent doctor's visit you weighed in at a healthy 13lbs and 14oz. You are 24.5" long, and your head measures a mere 41cm. All of your stats place you firmly in the 50th percentile. At your appointment, Dr. Hargrave did ask if you were suffering from lower back pain because you could easily fill a training bra. You are a chunky girl!
• You started cereal. However, you hated it so much that we decided to try again closer to the 6 month mark.
• You saw your first movie at the theater. You did great. Apparently The Princess and The Frog is no Citizen Kane because you slept through most of it. (Although, pretty sure I've slept through Citizen Kane...don't believe the hype.)
• You decided to roll tummy to back, and within a week you could roll both directions.
• You've started to smack your lips for entertainment. It's like you are a judge in a food contest just trying to make sure you've really got all the flavors appreciated.
• You are really doing a lot of "talking." You no longer simply resort to crying when you want something. You try to talk about it first...then the crying begins.
• Bedtime for you is between 8:00 and 8:30 PM. We've tried to put you down later, but you want no part of that. Fortunately, even though you like to go to bed early, you don't wake up until after 8:30 the next morning.
• You still like to eat every three hours and take three naps a day.

Lila, you are so beautiful and absolutely hilarious. You are a joy!!

Just another day Being Billingsley...

On The Mend...

My computer has been very very sick over the holidays, but don't worry! She is feeling much better now thanks to the good people at AusTechs.

She was so sick that Google and all of its products would not let her connect to their sites (i.e. Blogger). So, please bear with me as I play a little catch up over the next few posts.

Let's just keep it between us that Lila's 5 month post is going to be published closer to her 6 month birthday!!

Jut another day Being Billingsley...

Those Wise Men...

In case you aren't familiar with the Christmas story, Abbie was "thinkin' about it" today and wanted everyone to know that the wise men brought Jesus three very important gifts...

Gold, Suspense, and Myrrh.

And they are all "very very fragile."

Just another day Being Billingsley...

Ingram Can Have It...

Just another day Being Billingsley...

Favorite Thanksgiving Moments

Thanksgiving was such a wonderful day with family! A few of my favorite moments...

• The food was delicious... all three times.


• Aunt K's Pumpkin Pecan pie is ridiculously good. It changed my life.


• My niece said she was thankful for me because I was silly, and for James because he was crazy. The crazy I definitely see, but I'm not sure where she's getting that I'm silly. I'm really all business.


• I got to see my Aunt and Uncle who made the big sacrifice of leaving God's Country (Nebraska) to come see us. They are always good times. To prove it, here's a little snapshot of what happened in New Orleans a few years ago. That's my father, my husband (rockin' the sweet denim shorts), and my uncle B.

• And, then there is this... Lila's reaction to her Dad after a little post-feast walk. I love it!!!!!

Just another fun day Being Billingsley...

Billingsley Girls and The Fat Guy

Well, I thought for sure I would get the much coveted screaming-child-in-Santa's-lap picture this year, but no dice. Believe it or not, we nearly got a picture of Santa screaming.

Abbie, of course, was thrilled to see him, and Lila (a.k.a. The Little Monster) was mostly concerned with making sure her sweet new kicks were photographed...raising them up to be sure they were in frame.

Santa really chatted the girls up. He was very concerned with making sure he got the gifts just right this year. To be honest with you, he should have been concerned with what Lila is capable of doing through her dress and all over his lap. She has a gift for doing this every time we go out.

Once Lila could rest assured her shoes got their due, she turned her attention to making sure her sister didn't forget that she was sitting right there. There is really no need for this guy to get ALL her attention. So, she decided to try to throw herself across Santa and into Abbie's lap.

And, this is the moment when Lila may have screwed up the chances of her entire family getting ANYTHING from Santa this year. Can't you just see the mischief in her eyes?? Note the plotting demeanor...

She reached into Santa's beard, grabbed a hearty handful, and pulled as much as her little arm could! Santa responded with a good ol' fashioned, "Owww, owww, owww," and looked at me with desperation for a rescue. I had to run in and pry her little fingers from the poor guy's trademark white beard.

Poor Abbie realized the penalty for such treatment of Santa.


Just another day of apologizing and Being Billingsley...