Background information: Lily, Natalie and I had to drive from our home in the sticks to the medical center on a Wednesday afternoon. It's a long way. Then, when we got there, we waited over an hour (in those little doctor offices!!) to see the doctor. THEN, on the way home, we took the HOV lane. It was moving at a snail's pace. Doncha hate that? You think you're all cool in the special lane and it is slower than the rush hour traffic lanes. suck.
The moral of this story is me and lily were stuck in small confines together for approximately 4.5 hours on our medical center excursion. That's a lot of Lily time.
A notable Lily conversation:
Me (approx. 5:45 p.m. somewhere on a Houston Freeway): Man, Lily, you TALK a loooooooot.
Lily: I knoooooooooow. I.can't.help.it. (said all whiny but sharp) My mouth.........(pause).......it's always open! It.won't.stop.talking!
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Later on that same drive, while passing through downtown I spy a questionable looking person/woman wheeling her little doggie in a doggie pram.
Me: Oh, Lily, look at the lady with the doggy in the buggy!
Lily: That's not a lady. He doesn't have eyelashes. Only girls have eyelashes.
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