Yes, you read the title correctly. Lily would tell you that she plays pool. The fascination with the pool table began the night (actually butt crack of dawn/early morn) of the day we arrived at mom and dad's. Robb took Lily to the basement to try to get her to settle down (finally at 3 am) and go to sleep. When she saw the pool table, sleeping was the last thing she was interested in. She wanted to throw, not roll, the balls and thought it was absolutely hilarious. Robb might not have found it as funny, but over the course of the weekend, any chance she got, Lily was game for a "game of pool..." Nana was gracious enough to take her down and let her play around. Giggles, giggles. Pure joy on that pool table.
"This is how you line 'em up, Nana."
Lily has her own way of making the balls go into the pockets. It may or may not involve a pool stick! Hee, hee!
"Nana, this is serious business. I would like to give you lessons...are you in?!"