The cutest baby in the world and a little town in Georgia

So I know it's a complete 'Mom' thing to say, but seriously....it's hard to believe that there is a cuter baby then my Lili ( I know it's possible, but I have mommy goggles on.) I love how she sits in her play pen, holds on to her stuffed mouse and watches her educational shows, while I drink my coffee. During comercials she plays with her toys and then, when show comes back on, she slowly sits right back down, sometimes crosses her legs, and silently watches her show.
About a week ago, Jace bought her a stuffed mouse that she eyed across the store. To kind of torture the little girl, Jace slowly strolled next to the stuffed mouse three or four times in a row, watching Lili as her eyes stayed glued to the toy. So of course, the squishy softy dad that Jace is....he bought the $10.00 toy. And what does Lili do with the toy now, you ask? Drag. It. Everywhere. Everywhere. While she is crawling, she has it's ear in one hand, draggin it on the floor. If she is cruising on furniture...it's dangling by one ear in the air. While she is sitting, it's in her lap. And if she forgets it somewhere and I remind her of her toy.....her face lights up like a 40 watt lamp, and I'm suddenly super mom.
Other news in 'Cute Lili Land', Lilian has started saying "Hi." Not at the correct times........but it's the effort that counts....plus it's cute, so who cares if it's at the right time. Also, while at the wedding this weekend, a relative was holding her and I was in her crosshairs, so of course she started pointing at me and reaching. I didn't react because I want her to broaden out, but she started to breakdown, whine and all of a sudden as a little pointer finger is staring right at me I hear a loud, high pitched, whine of "Maaa"...... "MAMA!" My heart melted all over the floor. My little stinker called me Mama....I was on cloud nine. That was awesome.

While in Georgia for the wedding, we stayed in the little town that hosted this wedding. It's an adorable city. The kind of city you see in Life.tim.e movies take place in, where all you see are small houses with three steps lead up to the brick house, that are covered in orange and red fall leaves, with a nice stained glass lamp very dimly lit in the window. The kind of town that everyone leaves their doors unlocked and the worst crime that has happened since 1897 is that Buddy the goat ate old man Johnson's underpants from the clothes line. It's also the kind of town that everyone know's everyone's dirty secrets. It's the kind of town that seems like it would have a scary, creepy secret of it's own. All in all, when you take a deep breath in this town, you feel a little refreshed, and you want to stay a little longer.

I forgot to mention (or did I?) That my father came back from Europe. I saw pictures of his old village. I saw pictures of relatives I've never met and probably never will. I saw pictures of late night roasts and of old women, with head coverings, sitting outside peeling potatoes. I saw pictures of little children helping out on the farm that should be in school. I saw pictures of my father, smiling like I've never seen him smile. I saw pictures of a place that felt more like home that my own house. I saw pictures of a place that feels I should be living in those pictures. I saw pictures of place that made my father tear up, just thinking of the people he left behind once again. I think I saw pictures of a place I should do something about.