The Apple of Doom

Greetings from lovely Colorado Springs!

I might have made a very bad decision last week. I bought a  21.5 inch Apple (iMac) home computer. Not a bad decision because it doesn't work well. Rather, it works too well. And though I'll never be a "Mac snob", the guy that makes everyone else feel stupid if they don't have one, I don't think our family will be going back to a PC any time soon.

One of the features we've enjoyed is the built-in webcam. It has turned Lillian into a Skype fanatic. So if you're on Skype, look us up. Lillian would love to see you.

And now for the part of our blog that gets requested the most on a recurring basis: Lillianisms!

1. Lisa and I have set some boundaries on Lillian watching television. She gets to watch one small portion of a show per day. She customarily asks to watch her show in the morning. We always say something like, "You can watch your show now if you like but that'll be it for the day. Do you still want to watch it right now?" It's our first opportunity to teach her about budgeting: are you sure you want to spend it all so soon?

The other day she watched her show in the morning and later that afternoon asked if she could watch another. Lisa declined. A couple minutes later Lillian brought her doll named Alice to Lisa and said, "Mommy, Alice told me she really wants to watch a show." Clever!

2. Lillian likes that I am a drummer and she spends a lot of time on the two drum sets we have. She's getting quite good, actually. To encourage the love of music with our kids, we play a lot of music in our home. She has started asking "Daddy, whose playing drums on this song?" whenever we listen. So I tell her. And when she asked the other day during a Faith Hill song, I explained to her that my favorite drummer in the world, Vinnie Colaiuta, was playing. I could tell that meant something to her because it meant something to me.

When the same song came on during another listening session, Lillian piped up: "Daddy, Vinnie is playing drums on this song." I could have fainted. I did cry.   :)

3. One morning earlier this week Lisa and I were laying in bed with our precious kids. I was holding our five month old son, Wilson, and Lisa was holding Lillian who suddenly let a flatulent slip. We all chuckled a bit. But then Lillian starting doing some odd motion with her arms. Lisa asked her what she was doing. Lillian shot back, "I'm just swooshing it away."

That's all for now. Much love.

Daniel, Lisa, Lillian and Wilson