Lily Lou

L: Knock knock! Me: Who's there? L: Lily Fletcher! Me: Lily Fletcher who? L: Just Lily Fletcher!!
L: Knock knock! Me: Who's there? L: Daddy Fletcher! Me: Daddy Fletcher who? L: Daddy Daniel Fletcher!!
L: Knock knock! Me: Who's there? L: Mommy Fletcher! Me: Mommy Fletcher who? L: Mommy Jenna Fletcher!!
L: Knock knock! Me: Who's there? L: Becca! Me: Becca who? L: Auntie Becca Fletcher!! (Although she was referring to me, she really does have an Auntie Becca Fletcher.)

We watch a show named "Eureka." Whenever we want to turn it on we ask Lily if we should, and she says "YA! MY-reka!" "Okay Lou, we'll watch Your-reka." Then when we turned if off one day and told her there was no more My-reka, she says "Now watch YOUR-reka?"

The rocks in the backyard alternate between just plain collection rocks to dinosaur eggs on the verge of hatching.

When I first got here I didn't know the right way to phrase questions to a two year old. We were playing with the rocks in the backyard and there was a sparkly whitish one, so I asked her "Lily, what does this rock look like?" intending to get a description of it's physical characteristics. Instead, she looks at me, and with an air of one condescending to answer says, "A rock."

A popular incentive for Lily is going to the toy store. She says "foy" instead of "toy" but says the 't' in "store" just fine. We were bribing with the toy store once upon a time and she kept saying some particular type of toy store. Neither Jenna or I could understand the word she was saying before "foy" and we told her so. After repeating it several times, slowing it down for the obviously slow people she was dealing with, she gives a sigh of exasperation and looks around the room. Rory has a bouncer with fish toys on the top of it, so Lily goes over, points to the fish on the top and says "WHAT IS THIS?" It was written on her face that she obviously thought we were real big idiots.

Lily and I watch Animal Planet together. There was one show where they rescued baby raccoons from the roof of a house and she's fixated on that. She says she will now grow up to fix baby raccoons, and I couldn't be happier. My little mini me! She also watches all the grisly Animal Cops shows and says she will fix all the doggies (with the help of the dog's mother). I love this kid. When Papaya shredded my hands and arms, she was right there patching me up with Neosporin and Band-Aids.

Rory was acting up (as usual) and Jenna suggested we should throw her away. Lily hears this and says "SHE NOT TRASH!"

This kids a keeper.