Bogle Family Blog: Athlete or Mathlete?

Let’s just say, Lily will be fighting an uphill battle on that one. If genetics prove true, then our little Lil-ster is unlikely to be the next Michael Phelps. But that doesn’t mean she can’t DRESS in what Michael calls Lily’s Michael Phelp’s swimsuit. And Michael’s mom demands pictures. (Lordy, that’s a lot of “Michael’s”)

She asked, and I aim to please.

Wait for it…

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Hahaha. Well, I clearly don’t aim to please Lily all the time, but I aim to please you readers, I mean.

Poor baby.

Look at the abject despair.

Or fury.

It really could be fury.

This was the only picture I snapped yesterday before we went to the pool, and from what I recall, Lily wanted to hold a doll (I mean, of course, “baby…baby…baby…baaaaaaybeeeeee!!!!!!”) we had taken away from her for some reason or another. I promise it wasn’t just to torture her, but since I had the camera out to snap the bathing suit picture, I went ahead and recorded the moment for posterity.

I’ll cherish it always.

:-)

Fortunately, I found some other pictures “in the archives” (read: the thousands of photos I still have to sort through) of Lily in her spiffy, dork-tastic suit. I know it may not be the coolest looking thing (especially since it’s usually paired with a hat for her poor little bald head), but it sure saves time and effort as well as avoids an “oops” on the sunscreen front. Need I point out that genetics have also blessed Lily with (appropriately-dubbed) lily-white skin?

The series of pictures is from when I had gotten Lily a new pool for the yard. It was more of a splash mat because she did not like her regular baby pools for some reason (although she loves regular, in-ground pools). In baby pools, she often tosses in toys, but then gets upset when they float away and she can’t reach them, because she doesn’t like to walk through the pool. Since she likes to stomp in water puddles, though, I was more hopeful for a splash pad type pool (she had skeptically enjoyed a splash pad at her friend Wyatt Phipp’s house).

Lily also enjoys how her mother provides extensive and pretty unnecessary setup for every picture.

She’s sweet that way.

So here are pictures from our historical archives…of May. In my head, they were sorted in chronological order, and had cute captions tying them together. Due to time constraints (i.e. my eyelids are starting to stick), you’ll just have to imagine the hilarious, yet coherent storytelling that escapes me at the moment (and, indeed, at the vast majority of moments).

Haha..I can’t resist one comment. See, in the last picture, I went for “Lily reaching to touch a jet of water.” Below, I went for “Lily reaching to touch a jet of water, but at a jaunty angle.” Fancy! :-)