Lucy has learned 5 of the 7 Deadly Sins.

And, guess what, she learned them all at Grandma and Grandpa Dietz's house.

Pride: If this isn't pure playground arrogance, I don't know what is. It's sliding, but, you know...more gymnastic-y.


Greed: ALL OF THESE APPLES ARE MINE. NO APPLES FOR YOU.


Gluttony: Thanks for the Magnum Bar Grandma...MOREMOREMORE!

Wrath: Don't tell me how to play the piano Grandpa. I KNOW WHAT I'M DOING!

Sloth: Can I get some Law and Order over here? What about some Elmo and another one of those Magnum bars?

Although I did see her Lusting after a number of baked goods, I sadly did not get a picture because I was probably stuffing my own cookie-hole instead of manning the camera like a good Mommy. We're also missing Envy, although let me assure you that Lucy is jealous of anything you have that she doesn't have and will gladly fight you for it to the death. Just trust me on this.

Lucy will relocate your penguin.

You may be wondering why there is a penguin in our front yard. Needless to say, we initially thought that maybe he had a little too much to drink and just decided to "take a nap"...because, well, who hasn't been there? But, then we discovered that Mr. Penguin, as we've come to know him, has a little helper, and her name is Lucy Jane.
Here is Lucy fleeing the scene of the crime. She looks so sweet and innocent, but we know the truth.

CAUGHT RED-HANDED! Next stop: America's Most Wanted - Toddler Edition.


Placement of Mr. Penguin is one of the most important considerations. He should be in just the right place to both a) potentially hurt the maximum number of both Mommy and Daddy, and b) be aesthetically pleasing to Lucy. This is a complex algorithm that only Lucy can perform...a stroke of genius fueled by blueberries and furious sucking on the Thinkie (tm).
Uh oh- maybe Mr. Penguin should go here? Wait, here? Over here? I KNOW! Where will Mommy most likely trip over it and break her leg?


Wait, I'm invisible right now, right?

This is where Mr. Penguin usually lives...under the red bamboo in front of the front door. I hate the red bamboo sooooooo much, so I can see why he hates it there. It's like the witness protection program for garden gnomes and Lucy is the US Marshal. Relocation complete! Well, I just hope he agrees to testify against the red bamboo...life in the compost bin, WITHOUT PAROLE.

Lucy is enjoying her one day of summer!

Here in Seattle we have been lucky enough to have THREE ENTIRE DAYS of summer so far this year. And they were this past weekend. Because I am a psychic, we had already planned a BBQ and were lucky enough to have all of our friends and family here to celebrate that big round warm circle in the sky with us. Lucy celebrated by eating ice, which she is obsessed with, and playing in her tugboat sandbox. Sometimes, to mix things up, she ate ice covered with sand. Her gizzard is most likely in fine shape right about now.

What I love most is that now that she knows what the camera is all about, she always looks right at it, and always looks totally guilty. Ice covered in sand? WHAT? Who, me?

Lucy is wondering about that big yellow thing in the sky?.

For those of you not in Seattle, this has been, literally, the longest winter in the history of mankind. We went to Grants Pass to see Grandma and Grandpa Dietz for Memorial Day, where it is ALWAYS reliably warm and sunny on that weekend. Please note below Lucy's long pants and jacket...so, yeah.

All the way to Grants Pass, a SEVEN HOUR DRIVE for those of you keeping track of the definition of "brutal," Lucy randomly screamed "YAYO!" She was noticing these beautiful, YELLOW, pollen-filled plants which grow all along the interstate in Washington and Oregon, and also in my parents' yard. We thought she'd be thrilled to be placed in the YAYO PLANT for a picture, but as usual, she refused to cooperate with my picture-taking plans and ran out of the YAYO PLANT, screaming ALLDONE ALLDONE - one of her newest favorite phrases and a surefire indication things are about to go downhill for Mommy.

After the YAYO PLANT scheme went awry, my dad somehow produced an entire bucket of sidewalk chalk (note...what?? he just happened to have it laying around...uh, ok) and Lucy happily screamed ART! ART! ART! and then drew three blue lines on the driveway before running away to dig a hole into the septic tank and set it on fire.

Sadly for Lucy, my parents' neighbors have a pimped out mini-playground...BEHIND A FENCE. But, in a cruel twist of fate, it's a see-through fence and Lucy made sure to walk up to it at every opportunity, bang on it like a prisoner in the exercise yard trying to start a riot, and point furiously as if to say "WHAT IN THE HECK IS GOING ON OVER THERE PEOPLE??" Oh the humanity.

Lucy is ready for summer.

First of all, despite my continued slavish devotion to all of her earthly needs, Lucy would like you to know....DADDY! Sigh.

Now that we've gotten that out of the way, Lucy has been very excited this week about the advent of shorts weather. Well, by "Lucy" I mean "me," and by "excited" I mean "wishful." It did get above 50 degrees for three ENTIRE days last week and Lucy wore shorts EACH and EVERY one of those days. Sure, her lips were blue, but I reminded her she's a Dietz-Purcell and told her to suck it up and take a lap. HA!

Lucy picked out these sunglasses herself. A) She loves them. B) They are decorated with skulls and crossbones. She'll be plundering in no time. We're SO PROUD!

This picture contains not only pedal pushers, which are so cute, but books. This would be the perfect opportunity for me to point out how intellectual she is and how much she loves to read, but truthfully she stacked these up and stood on top of them to reach a pair of nail clippers we left on the bookshelf. Had she reached them, I have no doubt the propane line would be history and there Elmo and Lucy would be roasting marshmallows over the smoking pit where our house used to be.

Lucy almost has a big girl room.

Lucy saw her new wall decal for the first time and was VERY interested in the woodland creatures surrounding the base of the tree. I'm kind of hoping it takes her a while to figure out this is a decal and can actually be peeled off fairly easily. For now, I'm telling her it's a painting. Lies are the #1 key to parenthood!

In the meantime, the toddler bed is still in the basement because Mommy is a HUGE CHICKEN. So, yeah. Once I get brave enough to try it out (probably next time Lucy takes a header out of the crib), the bed will go in the corner with the decal, and the bookshelf and toy box will go on the wall where the crib is now. Overall, I think it's super cute, and I hope Lucy the Destroyer takes it easy in there and lets me enjoy the fruits of my labor for at least a few days!

Lucy is a gymnast!

First of all, Happy Mother's Day to Grandma Linda and Grandma Mary Lou! In order to celebrate the holiday, Lucy wanted to share some pictures of herself at gymnastics class, which she attends every Saturday morning. For my Mother's Day gift, Brian let me go to San Francisco to visit my friend Rebecca, and I just got home today...this is my way of saying, enjoy the pictures, but I'm WAY too tired to think of anything witty to say. I had so much fun, and now I must go to bed early!!