Lillers loves her Daddy. He gets more smiles from her than anyone. "Daddy" was her first and the clearest word. She lights up every night when she hears the door open. She peeks around the corner until she sees him. And then squeals "Daddy!"
John was mowing the yard last night. Lilly knew he was not far away. Every time she heard the mower get close, she crawled as fast as she could to the patio door to look for him. She stood and pounded her little hand on the glass calling, "Daddy," until he turned and waved at her. This went on for a good 45 minutes. Being the good dad that John is, he looked and waved every time. She smile and laughed every time. 
Lilly also loves her bath time. She loves the water and splashing around. She plays with the washcloth, her soap bottle, and rubber ducky. She doesn't mind getting her face wet. She is a happy kiddo until she has to get out. She wants to drip dry. She hates being rubbed dry with a towel. 
Lilly, the towel creature, likes trying to escape and return to the bath. 
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