Lucy Mackrel

Lucy. Lulu, Lou, Lemon. And now, Mackrel.

Girlfriend doesn't just roll - she flips. And rolls. And flips. And rolls. 

Of course, she started consistently doing this the day I was at work and Will was home.(January 20 - two days shy of her four month birthday.) Similar to when Maizey walked while I was away selling dog collars at Renegade Chicago.

Remember Maizey rolling? 

Well Lucy experiences similar frustration when stuck on her tummy.

But, this time big sister (in pajamas and a swimsuit...don't ask...)
is around to help her out.

As Maizey would say, "AMEN!"

(or "ASSIST!")

Cookie monster

For those worried Maizey would be permanently scarred from Santageddon, never again able to capture that Christmas spirit - fear not. Girlfriend found something to really celebrate this holiday season. Hint: to make up for my lack of a sweet tooth, Maizey's been endowed a full set of sugar-loving chompers. Yep. Sassy pants loves herself some cookies.

On Tuesday, at 7:30 a.m., she threw herself on the kitchen floor and wailed... "Toooties, Mama. Toooties."

I gave her one.

But taking advantage of the teachable moment, made her help bake more.

Maizey's highlight? Dough eating and flour throwing. Stay tuned for the icing-event...

Confession: Yes the dough was homemade - but I didn't make it. Came straight from Grandma's U.P. kitchen, delivered by Aunt Robin. Thanks, ladies!

p.s. Yesterday (Thursday, Dec. 20) Maizey decided to free climb. Straight out of her crib. Lawd help us.