Lily flop

Since we've been snowed in for pretty much the entire bloody month of January, we've been getting creative with ways to entertain our rambunctious little hobbit. Every morning when I'm making our bed, I throw all of our blankets and sheets into a pile at the base of the stairs. Lily sits at the top of the steps (there are only three of them) and flops into the pile. We've begun to refer to it as "The Lily Flop" because one minute I'm fluffing pillows and the next I hear a shriek of elation and a giant FLOP. That's kind of teaching her about onomatopoeia, right?