Last month Tim and I went on a hike. I've gotten on this kick lately about wanting to hike and so we decided to hike up to a waterfall with Lilybelle in a stroller. Yes a stroller, not a backpack which would have been much smarter. You see, I figured her stroller was rugged enough (which it was) and I was feeling too cheap to go buy a backpack. She. Hated. It. The stroller ride was a little too bumpy for her and so we carried her and pushed an empty stroller. Luckily we were with Tim's mom, brother, his wife, and their baby (who was in a backpack) and so everyone helped carry her. She loved it after that. The hike to the waterfall was a nice two mile walk, and the view was worth it. On the way home we put Lilybelle in the backpack and her cousin in her stroller which he didn't mind at all. Even though she was unhappy for the first little bit we enjoyed the hike and I learned two things, one buy a backpack and two I really miss hiking.
This weekend Lilybelle and I went for a walk and went to my new favorite kid's store and bought her a new tutu. She needed a new one. The old one was too small, and I figured every little girl needs a tutu in every size. The only downsize to our little outing was the stroller got a flat tire. So until Tim can fix it we can't go on any more walks. Sad.
Last night we took her 11 month photo. Boy was it hard. She really doesn't like things on her head anymore and so she will tear them off pretty fast. So this means no more hats, bows, or headbands. We put the headband in and was NOT and I repeat NOT happy about the fact that Tim wanted her to keep it on her head. This the best picture we got. The rest of them are of her crying. Even after we took the headband off she didn't want to cooperate for her picture, no sir. She didn't even have it on her head that long, but she wanted to make sure that we knew that it was unacceptable to do that.
