I have nothing.

Sorry for the lack of .....um....letting you know I still exist. Well last weekend we went to a religious convention. It was awesome in all aspects. They even had a nursing room set aside for all the nursing mothers. It had a radio with a bunch of chairs and a nice air purifying fan. Here is Lily paying attention to the convention.


I swear my boobs didn't look like they were going to pop out and poke someone in the eye, when I tried the dress on. Sorry.

Anyways, back to the convention. It was so encouraging to be around all of these nursing moms, it was also interesting to see how different people are. Some women would just bust out a boobie and start feeding, others would take two hours to cover themselves and hide the baby, etc. etc. I was the first of the two. I just don't really care too much, if you don't want to see a boobie, then don't look, is my motto. If you are shy, I have nothing against it. But Lilian wouldn't let me be shy, if I even attempted to cover her, she'd throw the blanket right off.
So that weekend, for whatever reason, Lilian was a nursing fool. Maybe it was her security blanket for being in a different place? Other than that, she did awesome. We went out to eat that weekend a couple of times, Lilian and I shared food, and she took daily naps on my lap. It was awesome.
As soon as we got back home though, she got a little under the weather. The doctor thinks she might be allergic to Kitty, our cat. Yup, that's right, our cat is named Kitty, it's so original it blows your mind, right? I know. So we have to give her away. Lilian is starting to feel a little better though.
Well, in other news my father is officially back in his old country. My mom was a wreck when he was on his way. Every few minutes "Lari, can you check and see if your father's flight is on time?" "Lari can you check if your father's flight left?" "Can you see if the flight landed?" I guess that's how it is after being married for 30+ years. My father was a little hesistant to leave, he doesn't see the point, in his eyes, his family is here. But I know he will enjoy himself and all of his childhood memories will come flooding back to him, I wish I could have gone with him.


My brother helped him find a nice digital camera and gave my father a tutorial on how to use it. My father is cute, the night before his departure, we (Lilian, Jace, my brother and his wife and my mother.) were all at my parents, and I hear my dad in the backround "Alright Danny, let's reveiw!" Holding up the camera pointing at my brother. I'm really looking forward to seeing pictures of my family I never had the chance to meet. The Grandmother I never got to bond with or hear old world stories from, or get wet uninvited kisses from. I can't wait to see how my Uncle looks, I've always heard we look alike. I wonder if it's true. I won't get to see how my Grandfather looks though, he passed away when I first got married 6 years ago. Even though I never met him, I remember how much I cried, I cried like him and I had a past. I cried because I lost my chance to ever meet him and hug him. I digress.

Well I'll leave you all with a picture of Lilian and bubbles. I gave her a bath with this stuff thats for babies with colds...I didn't know it made bubbles ( a big no-no, according to my pedi.)