Imaginary friend? Check.

Emmy introduced us to her imaginary friend this weekend. Although age seems to change from 1 to 3 intermittently, the other details are very consistent. Emmy's friend is named "Lisa" and she does everything with her from riding her trike to playing on her new swing set. I have moments of "This is normal part of childhood, right?" but have managed to Not Google it. That is a big accomplishment for me, being as neurotic as I am. LOL

Speaking of the swing set - Keith did come through with his promise of a swing set should Emmy be potty trained. Months ago, I swore she was done - then she took a giant leap back. Not good. However, she is definitely done now - I would say night too, but my aforementioned neurotic-ness prevents me from letting her sleep without a pullup - even though she always wakes up dry and takes it off herself when she has to pee in the morning. I promise I will let go of this before she's 20 LOL

I don't want to jinx it...

But the weather for the past week has been beautiful!! We have been outside as much as we could be to take advantage of it. The weekend has just flown by with the gorgeous weather and being outside. Emmy is still enjoying her swimming lessons, and did learn the hard way on why you don't run in the change rooms as she fell hard on Thursday, but was fine - just lots of tears and hugs. Didn't even get a goose-egg..Other than that, everything has been good. Good news? We have had a fabulous week. Bad news? Absolutely nothing witty to say. So here...look at my kid instead...LOL
I think she's pretty cute!!!

Swimming Lessons

Last week, Emmy started her first swimming lessons. She is in "Sea Turtles 2" which confuses me as she has never been in Sea Turtles 1...oh those wacky lesson names!
Anyhow, her first lesson last Tuesday, she played shy the whole half an hour, but still threw a fit when it was time to go. Thursday's lesson she was much more social, and interacted well with her instructors and keeps asking daily if she has swimming lessons tonight.

Here are some pics...

I am thankful

for so many things in my life. Keith, Emmy, my friends, my family, my job - I know I have many blessings in my life. And I am grateful for each and every one of them.

Yesterday, as I was out on my lunch break, I narrowly missed hitting a truck that ran a stop sign. The driver was going so fast I didn't even see a license plate, let alone get it. I had to slam my brakes on so hard that I am sure I left rubber on the road.

If I was going any faster down Victoria Street, I don't know that I would be here to write this blog post. It was that close. Although I was doing under the speed limit at the time (the upcoming light was red} I would say he was going at least 70 KM/H.

So, I am thankful. thanking God for keeping me safe. I am sure Keith and Em appreciate it too :-)

Another Optomitrist appointment

I took Emmy for her check up on her eyes since getting her glasses. All was going well, and then the optometrist said Emmy would need a patch as she has a lazy eye. What????? Since when????? He mentioned nothing of this last appointment!

Images of my daughter playing pirate for the next few months went through my mind. I mean, come on now...she was in a brace for the first 6 months of her life, now needs glasses and a patch????

My initial panic was for nothing, as Emmy passed the sight test the second time with absolutely no hesitation. Sometimes, a 3 year old just doesn't want to tell you what the pic is Doc...she can be a bit moody.She's 3!!

So, all is well, Em doesn't need a patch and her eyes are working well with the glasses.

Recent pictures

These are recent pics of Emmy as the weather seemed to *finally* take a turn for the better and we began to experience some spring-like weather. Despite saying that, it still snowed a week ago.

All of these were taken during the shed building extravaganza (more about that in a later post).



Flashing the biggest smile I have ever captured on camera


Just a nice pic...of course, I am biased LOL


Emmy with her Tonka Fire Truck. Daddy let her pick a toy from the Walmart toy section - and this is what she fell in love with.



Blowing bubbles. I could not get this to work - Em had no problems at all! LOL


The look I get when I ask Em to smile.

Lactose Intolerant?

Emmy has never (since switching off formula) been a big milk drinker. It often stressed me out as I would offer milk consistently, but she would not drink it. I gave her calcium and vitamin D enriched orange and apple juice instead of milk, figuring she just didn't like it. I also gave her appropriate calcium supplements depending on how much juice/cheese etc she had consumed during the day.

The past week, I have discovered she will drink flavored milk, her favorite being strawberry. Eagerly, I pounced upon this as I could control the amount of flavoring/sugar that she was getting in the drinks.

Coincidentally, this past week, she also has had more stomach issues this week. I have been trying to figure out if it is just a bug or whether it is something else.

Today for example...I have changed 3 poopy (nasty scale of 10+)pull-ups. Em only wears pull-ups when she sleeps at night/nap time - so to have 3 in one day is nasty! She has complained twice that her tummy hurt today and she has had 3 cups of milk today in total (breakfast, lunch and snack). So I am wondering if she is reacting to the milk or just has a bug? She is not acting sick,no fever or sluggishness etc which leads me to believe its the milk. And then my neurotic mind starts thinking maybe the reason she wouldn't drink milk before was that it made her tummy hurt but didn't express it? And by me flavoring it, she thinks it's a different drink??

So I will maybe switch her back to juice for a few days and see if that changes things? Gosh, will I ever feel secure I know what I am doing at this parenting thing???

Baby Talk

I often get asked if (and when) I am going to have another child. I often (and by often I mean about 50 times per day) think about it and weigh the pro's and con's. Invariably, the conversation turns to Maddie and that is the selling point. If someone could guarantee me that should I get pregnant, I would get to hold a living, breathing baby at the end of my pregnancy, I would go drag Keith's butt inside and get to work on it.

However, as you all know, no one can do that. So, instead I toss and turn about it.

The Pro's
A baby
A sibling for Emmy to grow up with
A baby

Con's
The chance of repeating the pain I felt at Maddie's passing.
I am 35, which means that whole "Advanced Maternal Age" thing which basically means higher risk, which I would be anyhow because of Maddie.

I know that my baby ache is amplified as I have a pregnant coworker who is absolutely adorable with her belly(she is due in June).

I would love to get pregnant tomorrow. However, I need to lose weight and I need to have my blood pressure meds changed to something that is safe in pregnancy. My hope is that by losing weight, I can get off the meds as my blood pressure spiked in pregnancy with Maddie and after I broke my ankle when I gained way too much weight. However, the weight loss is slow.

So, the final word on the subject? Yes, I want another child, my body aches to feel a baby move again, however...

"Where did it come from?"

"Why?" phase passed? Check.

This weekend, Emmy has entered into a new phase. She asks where everything comes from. I do mean everything. From the food she is eating to the shampoo I wash her hair with to the grass on the lawn. Everything. Anything. Cannot escape the questions.
Ah, I kid about trying to wanting to escape the questions. It is cute and it's all learning. It's just how many times can you say something came from the store? Or from a friend? Or from the store?

I admit I have started to mix it up a bit and answer "China" or "Auntie Poppy's" to keep myself fresh and excited about the questions. It doesn't phase her in the least either way.

Happy Mother's Day

I sit here and contemplate my third 'Mother's Day' blog post, and I cannot believe that this little wonder of a girl has been in our lives for three years. I know I will say it every year, but the past three years seem to have passed in an instant.

I took this picture this morning - Emmy actually gave those flowers to me on Friday when I picked her up from Daycare. Each child made one for their Mom - and it was so adorable. Emmy is so proud of hers, pointing out the stickers she put on the holder, "See the bumblebee sticker, Mommy? A bee goes Bzzzzz!" etc about all the stickers (there are about 20-30 of them)

Some recent favorite moments courtesy of Em:
Last night as I watched the Vancouver Canucks game, she was cheering "Go 'nucks go" beside me without any promting from me, she just started chanting it.
When she got her glasses and told me that she was beautiful, just like her Mommy.


I know Mother's Day is to honor the Mother, but I wouldn't be one without my Emmy. I am just so grateful and thankful for her. She brings our lives focus, constant entertainment, and so much love. I could not ask for more.

Bespectacled Emmy

Optical Appointment

Emerson went to the Optometrist today for her first check-up. She was referred from Northern Health as she didn't pass one portion of her eye check-up at the preschooler health day last Saturday. On their referral, she passed everything except they noted her left eye was not at a passing level. Today, it was determined that Emmy needs glasses, and a pretty strong prescription at that. Since I wear glasses and have since I was 14, I am not terribly surprised, but am a bit sad about it. I was truly hoping she would get to miss out on that 'treat'.

I worry that she will be teased in elementary school. I was never teased for my glasses, as I was older when I got them. The amount of teasing I got in elementary school about my weight...I shudder... Kids are merciless.

So we picked out some cute frames and paid for them (ouch!) Thankfully, my insurance from work will reimburse $200 which is 2/3 the cost anyhow. Thank you, insurance! I just got paid yesterday, and I'm broke already - daycare, car insurance, and now Em's glasses off the one paycheck. OUCH! As Keith always says - you can't take it with you.

Holidays, dentist and more...

I have been home with Emmy for the past 11 days as her daycare was closed for holidays. It has been utterly fantastic to have this time with her - waking up when we were ready to, not to an alarm - having the time to spend together. We went swimming twice and she is signed up for lessons for June. We also went shopping, had lunch out, and just enjoyed the time together.

On Saturday, I took her to a development check put on by Northern Health. Emmy was tested at the 42 month level (she is 38 months) and she scored above average in all categories (fine & gross motor skills, problem solving, and communication) which is fantastic. The only thing she couldn't do was say her full name(first, middle and last) as we have never taught it to her - just her first name obviously, and she couldn't throw a ball overhand (we always encourage underhand). Her vision/hearing was fine. They did recommend an eye test as they noticed something with her left eye, so we are heading there next Saturday.

I took her for her first dentist visit today which went perfect. No cavities and Emmy was an angel for the dentist and hygienist. She had her first cleaning completed and laughed when she had to use the suction - it was very cute.

We are back to the grind tomorrow - back to work and daycare. Makes me a bit sad but I know I am lucky to have a job that has such good hours, and EDO days (every second Monday off with pay) to give me that extra time with her that other working Mom's may not get. I am thankful for that.

Emmy's first driving lesson

When will it be spring???

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Easter Sunday

Emmy's Easter Basket full of toys, and the basket to collect eggs

I have to tell you, this day has been just amazing with Emmy. I could not have asked for a better one at all.

Emmy slept with me last night, as she has been requesting lately. I don't mind at all, as it gives me a sense of peace to see her and to hear her sleep soundly beside me. We watched Dora the Explorer before drifting off to sleep.Keith, as usual was snoring on the couch downstairs.
This morning when we awoke, I bathed her and then we went downstairs where I had hidden 9 eggs with toys in them, 3 Dora eggs and 6 Little People, for Em to have a small egg hunt. Then she opened her Easter Basket that had a Princess theme,. It had a Princess dress, tiara, earrings, ring and wand. It also came with limited candy which was a big selling feature for me!

Emmy also got a new game for her Leap Pad My First Computer, appropriately a Disney Princess one which Em absolutely adores. Keith then took her up to see Grandma for a couple of hours (I didn't go as I am not feeling well).

I rested as they were gone, and the first thing Em did when she came home was hug me and tell me that she missed me. Awwwwww. Then later as I was on my computer, she said that she wanted to sit on my lap because she loved me. Double Awwwwwwwww.

My little girl makes me so happy.

Noodles & Ichiban

My intent of this video was to capture what Emmy stated her plans were that day, which originally were to go visit Grandma and Aunty Poppy after putting on her stylin' hat. Of course, once the camera was on, her plans changed to shopping for "noodles and Ichiban". Ahh to be young again...

Emmy and the Easter Bunny

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As you can see, Em's picture with the Easter Bunny went far better than last year's Santa picture. However, Emmy still was not too excited about it once we were there. All week, I had been telling her we were going to visit the Easter Bunny on Thursday, and she was extremely excited. Then when we got there, she got all shy and wouldn't smile. She also looks like she is trying to get away from the bunny. Despite no smiles, she is adorable and was so cute afterward when she got her bunny ears and was pretending to be a bunny and hopping around.

I think they call it quirky

As Em was napping today, I played Monopoly on the computer. You know, 'cause the house cleans itself.

As I kicked the computer player's asses, I actually felt bad for them.

I felt bad for a computer generated player. There must be something wrong with me.

Birthday party for Chris and Tony

Emmy (posing so nicely when Mom asked her to smile pretty) with 4 year old Christopher




Check out the height difference between Tony & Em...Tony will be 3 in April and, of course Em has been 3 for over a month.









On March 21, 2009 My friend Poppy had a joint birthday party for her two boys Christopher who is turning 4 and Anthony (Tony) who is turning 3. She picked Emmy up from daycare and I met them at her house after work. After having cake and presents at Poppy's, we went to Bubba Baloos for some playtime. It was a fun night all-in-all. Emmy chose some beads as her present with the tickets we won in the arcade, which some kid promptly stole from her. The worker gave her 3 replacement neckkaces, which made Em look like she was auditioning for "Girls Gone Wild", but cured the tears.

Backyardigans Concert

On March 18, 2009, Keith and I took Emmy to see the Backyardigans live in concert. As we had seen Sesame Street Live a few months earlier, our hopes were high for this concert, since Sesame Street was awesome.

Sadly, we were disappointed.

Given, I was worried as Backyardigans is not Emmy's favorite show, but she was really excited to go. I figured seeing them live would help.

My first and foremost complaint would be that there was a lack of audience interaction. The characters never once left the stage to interact with the audience, and outside of one character, they never really involved the audience at all.

Second complaint was that one of the 'characters' was just a stuffed animal being moved by a very obvious set person. They would crouch on stage and move the stuffed animal around. So.very.lame.

Overall, I would say it was quite boring, not at all well-produced, and even the characters didn't seem to know what they were doing. Emmy actually wanted to go home at intermission, but we did stay until the bitter end.

Emmy at 3 years

At 3 years Emmy;

• weighs 32 lbs which puts her in the 65 percentile for weight
• is exactly 3 feet tall which puts her in the 28th percentile for height
• can sing the entire alphabet song without any help
• can recognize and count numbers to 20
• Her favorite toys include her Dora mermaid, her Ariel doll, her ponies and her coloring books
• Her favorite shows are The Little Mermaid trilogy, Alladin, Beauty and the Beast, pretty much anything with a Princess in it, and the old standbys old Wiggles and Dora/Diego.
• Her eyes seem to be continually changing and now I would say they are no longer blue, but rather green/hazel mix.
  

We will be going to the Backyardigans live show in a few weeks which should be lots of fun.

"I'm missing a piece, Mommy!"

Oh the fun I am going to have when Emmy is 17 and I can show her the stories I have on here...coincidentally for the world to see.

Last night, I was getting Emmy ready to go out for dinner and she was looking at her 'girl parts'. She says, rather startled, "There is a hole in me, Mommy! I am missing a piece!"

After I stopped giggling and was able to regain composure, I assured Emmy, that she was absolutely perfect.

Recent tidbits...

Last week, Keith had put his back out, which was causing him great pain when moving, especially when standing from a sitting position. Unfortunately, he tended to curse when he did this, usually muttering under his breath. No worries, right?

Until last Sunday when Em was fighting with the blanket as she was laying down to sleep. Frustrated, Em said, "Sonofabitch" which coincidentally was the phrase Keith was muttering all the week prior. I had to leave the room I was laughing so hard and I didn't want Emmy to think I was encouraging that language.She hasn't said it since, thankfully!

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This morning, when Emmy needed her night diaper changed, she specifically asked for Keith to do it. I cannot say I felt slighted. The closer we get to having her fully potty trained, the more tedious the diaper changes seem. Maybe it is because they are fewer and we are getting out of practice???
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When I was growing up, I remember my Mom constantly complaining about my naked Barbie dolls all over the playroom. Okay, Mom, your revenge is sweet and complete. Emmy got a lovely Ariel mermaid Barbie for her birthday from Kadence and Landon, and once home, Ariel was out of her box has not seen clothes since, let alone her other doll in the picture who she has had since Christmas and I have yet to see her dressed. What is that sound?? Is it my Mother laughing?

Videos from Em's birthday

Fun on the slides...




Opening presents at home from Mom & Dad
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Fun with the blowy things LOL Yes, that's a technical term.

Emmy's Third Birthday Party

On February 22, 2009, Emmy had her first 'official' birthday party (meaning with friends) at Bubba Baloos (a childrens play center) in town. All her daycare friends were invited, and most came. Tatiana, Kadence (Emmy's closest friends at daycare), Caitlin, Landon (Kadence's little brother)all came to join in the fun. My best friend Poppy brought her two boys Christopher and Tony, and her older boys Vinnie and Eric as well (they played laser tag) Everyone had a great time.

My baby girl is three!!! Where has time gone????

Pictures from the party are below:

Three years ago today...

I went to work at PG Taxi where I was an administrative assistant/data entry clerk/payroll guru/girl who did everything and 2 1/2 hours later I left to go to the hospital to check in for my C-section. I could have stayed at work as my c-section didn't happen until 7 that evening...but that's all 20/20 hindsight.

Three years ago today, my little girl was born and our lives changed in that instant, for the better.

Happy birthday my precious Emerson Faith...Mommy and Daddy love you more than words can express.

I will post pics tonight and from her party on Sunday...

Pictures & small update

I have been sick since Thursday, so nothing witty today. I have also had to reformat my computer not once, but twice since then, so possibly lots of swearing.
A few cute tidebits courtesy of Emmy:
"Look at my boobies!" (then she dissolves into giggles)
"Look at my tail" (she puts both legs in one pant leg, which of course ends badly with her falling) See below for why...
She is absolutely OBSESSED with all things Mermaid. She asks to watch the three movies constantly, pretends to be a mermaid in the bath, and constantly talks about them.

Otherwise, we are still chugging along with potty training - and all seems normal on that front. I cannot believe in less than a month, my baby is going to be 3!!

Here are some cute pics I took last night of Emmy and her Daddy

Emerson versus the crayon

Not sure if she was trying to use the crayon as a lipstick, or whether she was channeling her inner Joker. Either way, the end result was a trip to the bath.

Who is this child???

My disclaimer: I am in no way complaining.

Today, Emmy asked to use the potty every time she needed to go, and was successful with both peeing and pooping on the potty. She wore a diaper only for her nap and bedtime - she went diaper less at all other times of the day. Huge, HUGE step forward for Emmy!

She is possibly in the midst of a growth spurt as my normally picky and slight eater was an eating machine today! She had Rice Krispies for breakfast (and asked for seconds - which I nearly fainted at as she has NEVER asked for seconds of anything except freezies!) She had Dora 'soup' for lunch and ate a healthy amount of brown rice and veggies for dinner. Add in her snacks and her actually asking for food several times today, and you have a very surprised Mom!

It's all good - just Em keeping me on my toes as usual.

Because I know this is important to you,,,

After my previous post about potty training, I have backed off considerably with Em. Basically, if she asked to go, we would absolutely encourage it - but we left it in her court. Since then, she has peed successfully on the potty after asking several times.

Today Emmy went poop on the potty (which she has been avoiding like the plague) unprompted, and unassisted. She nonchalantly pulled down her pull up, went potty, and (thankfully) yelled to me, "Mommy, I went peepee in the potty!" I went over to inspect and it was full of poop! I then thanked the heavens that she hadn't chosen to sit on anything before yelling to me *gag*

So, it was celebration time in this house today as she absolutely refused to go before...she would wait to poop when her diaper was put on at nap time or bedtime.

Huge step forward for Emmy! Yahooo!

Recent favorite things

• Whenever I say to Emmy, "Aww you are my little baby girl," Emmy says,

"No, Mommy I am not a baby, my name is Emerson". It just makes me giggle.

• When Emmy asks to watch Madagascar, it sounds like "Magic-car-car"

Happy New Years....

Just like that, the eagerly anticipated holiday season comes to a close. It was a good year, with a few resolutions for 2009.

• Lose weight.
• Potty train Emmy (sooner rather than later please!)
• Continue to work hard at work and do the best job I can do.
• Be a good friend, a good partner, and a great Mom.

Potty training is not going well - Em refuses to go on the potty - will hold pee/poop until we put a diaper on her for nap or bed. When awake, we constantly ask her if she wants to use the 'big one' (bathroom) and she has access to the regular potty whenever she is in the living room (most of the time). I just don't know where to go from here. I want to leave it for her to do and be ready for but it seems like we've gone backwards here.

Ugh

More Christmas video

Merry Christmas from our house to yours...

I started this week on a low note as I received a call Monday morning from my Dad that my Grandma passed away late Sunday night. That weighed heavily on my mind since as I couldn't make the trip south to pay my respects to the woman I dearly loved. Between work, Christmas and bad weather all across the province, there is just not much I could do to get down there. But I did send flowers, and a letter sending my love.

I was worried that this would impact Christmas, but thankfully, watching Emmy in her glory opening gifts made my sadness disappear. This was the first year she really 'got' Christmas. She was so excited opening gifts this morning...it made my week.

This morning we spent as a family, then we went to Keith's brother's for Christmas dinner. It was a great day. We all got spoiled rotten gift-wise.











Video
Emmy unwrapping her Dora doll

Ahhh...men

Keith and I had our very first outing together today without Emmy. Grandma offered to babysit, so off we went to eat and shop for a couple hours without Em. It felt so weird to not have her there. We either have Emmy with us or she is at home with the other parent.

So, Keith and I decide to go for lunch. Our first childless lunch date in 34 months. Where does Keith suggest to go?

Arby's. Because they have roast beef, you know.

I told him in no uncertain terms that 1. I did not want to go somewhere with a drive-thru, and 2. I would be blogging about this later.

For the record, we went to Boston Pizza...and it was yummy.

Birthday Party

Emmy was invited to a birthday party for one of her daycare friends this past week. It was held at Bubba Baloos, which is a cool indoor activity centre in Prince George. Emmy had never been, so I was excited to see how she would enjoy it.(For the record, she loved it)


Here are some pics and video from the afternoon.

Dear Santa,

I know Emmy wasn't on her best behavior when she came to visit you at Santa's Workshop (Prince George Division). When we arrived and there was no one ahead of us in the lineup, her Dad and I figured this would be an easy-breezy picture. Then Keith attempted to place Emmy on your lap - which - if you recall - was when the screaming and kicking started. Emmy managed to get away from Keith, and came running for me.

I apologized to your elf-folk and we took Emmy to the food fair to get an Orange Julius knock-off. You know, 'cause sugar helps these situations.

Emmy calmed down and we began to weigh the options. Childhood trauma just to get the picture? Or have "The year with no Santa Claus pic". These are precious years, you know Santa, which is why we chose to try again, trauma or no trauma.

We got back in line and waited for our turn. Emmy, seemingly in good spirits, fresh with bribes from Daddy and I to go to McDonald's after the picture, was smiling and happy. Keith informed me I would be taking her up this time and before I had the chance to force a 'rock,paper, scissors match to determine who in fact, would be escorting the princess, it was our turn.

I took a deep breath, took Emmy by the hand, and up we went to see you, dear Santa.

I should have known when she pulled my arm and said, "Let's go that way, Mommy, THAT WAY!" which was NOT the way to your workshop...

I should have known when she threw herself to the ground and curled up into the famous 'If I hide like this, Mommy can't see me' pose...

I should have known from the screaming like she was being beaten, the foot dragging the "No! No! NOOOOOOOO", and the fighting that I would end up having to sit with her to make her even sit THAT close to you, dear Santa.

So, even though she is smiling in the picture (which I think was a split-second reaction to your Elf jumping around like a lunatic) I feel I have to apologize for the Time Out she gave you when we stood up. It was uncalled for.

Maybe next year she'll be better. Is it wrong to be fearing her teenage years NOW?

For your amusement...

It might be just mine, but this video of Emmy and Keith dancing just makes me smile. The warm fuzzies that this is my family, and being goofy together is just what we do.



Another "Awww" moment occured when Emmy fell asleep on Grandma's lap...c'mon...just say it with me....awwwww

Again, like Mother, like daughter...

It's no surprise to anyone who knows me that I am a klutz. Since Sept 2007, I have had 2 broken bones and had a number of other falls that should have resulted in broken bones.

So, if Emmy turns out to be a klutz like her Mom, she would have come by it naturally.

Currently, we are dealing with a push car incident. Yesterday, Em was playing on her push car and managed to flip it backwards. She ended up with a nasty goose egg on her noggin. We iced it, and did the typical first aid - however the poor kiddo woke up crying at 3 am as her 'neck hurt'. Now, I knew in my head that it was due to the fall, however I worried about everything from the fall to Meningitis, because I am the paranoid mom.

She finally fell asleep with the help of some painkillers around 6 am. Good thing I had today off anyhow. She has been inconsolable at times and just fine other times today. I will see how tonight goes and if we have another bad night - I will have to take a sick day tommorow. My main worry is she is still on meds every 4-6 hours, alternating Tylenol and Advil which I don't want her daycare to have to deal with. So we will see. Keep your fingers crossed for us.

Like Mother, like daughter...

Emmy's favorite Christmas cartoon so far?



This is the only one that seems to hold her attention, and she will sit in front of the TV, absolutely engrossed by this show.

It also happens to be my favorite - and I have been known to sing the songs as it plays. Okay, okay - sometimes when it's July and not even on my mind.

Being the fact I love it so much - maybe I 'forced' her to like it. I don't think I did as she has been watching different Christmas cartoons nightly, and none hold her interest like this one does. She actually asks for it now.

Ahhh...such sacrifice.

Pictures of Emmy

Sorry for any visuals this post causes...

This morning, I came downstairs in my bra, looking for a particular shirt I wanted to wear. I found the shirt and sat on the couch to put it on. Emmy came over to investigate my actions.

"Is that your shirt, Mommy?"

"Yes, Emmy."

"Are you putting on that shirt, Mommy?"

"Yes, Emmy,"

(referring to my bra) "Is that your nipple shirt, Mommy?" (When Em says nipple, it comes out as "Neeeepole".

I couldn't answer her because I was laughing too hard.

Have I told you how much I am enjoying this age??
However I am sure that I will now get a misdirected swarm of people who googled the word 'Nipple" only to come across this post. Sorry -- no porn here. LOL

Snarky Emmy

This morning as we were doing our usual morning hell rush, I was trying to convince Emmy that yes, the banana I gave her was tasty AND edible. (This child does not eat breakfast without a fight). She wanted to watch TV, and I wanted her to eat the banana. I made an offer to her. If she ate some of her banana, she would get to watch TV.
Emmy takes a few unenthusiastic bites of her banana, looks at me and says, "What's that sound, Mommy?"

Confused as there was no sound and the TV was still off, I asked, "What sound, Emmy?"

"Oh, it's the TV, Mommy."
I will state again that the TV was still off. Emmy was calling me on my promise to turn on the TV should she eat her banana. Spoken like a true smart-ass. She comes by it naturally so I guess I better get used to it.

This age? It is the BEST!!!

The other day, Emmy was eating a strawberry, and all of a sudden her strawberry turned into an egg and she began to tell me a story about it. She went on for about 5 minutes with this story about the egg, speaking in sentences and making total sense with her story. Just floored me with her imagination and speech.

She tells jokes and laughs at them. She said to me yesterday, "Oh Mommy, I am funny."

She calls her Sunkist fruit snacks "Doobies". This causes Keith and I to laugh like immature school kids, and must impress Denise, Em's daycare lady when she asks for them at daycare.

She wants to help with everything from laundry to sweeping.I could get used to this. LOL

Happy Halloween

Emmy went trick-or-treating for the first time last night. She had fun, and got a full bucket of treats from the 4 houses we visited. Keith took her up to each house and I took pics/video from the road. Upon the people opening the door for her, Emmy would go inside, or at least try to, which was hilarious. Overall she was a hit, said the required "trick or treat" and even said thank you to the neighbors.

Here is a video of her very first house. Sorry for the camera movement, I was laughing too hard.

Excuses, excuses

I have been bad these past few weeks about posting. I have some good excuses, though.

• Two weeks ago, my car died, so we have been a 'happy' carpooling family in Keith's truck (which is a pig on gas)
• After Em was sick, I got it and her 4 hour illness took me 2 weeks to recover from.
• It was my 35th birthday yesterday. Oh that still looks wrong. I am officially closer to 40 than 30. Oh. and Keith bought me a bathroom scale. 'Cause I didn't know how fat I was. Good choice, buddy, good choice.
  

Genius Emmy

Picking Emmy up from daycare today...there are leaves all around as it has been blustery fall days this week. Emmy bends down and picks up a maple leaf, turns to me and says, "Canada!"

I have no idea where it came from, but she associates a maple leaf with Canada. May not make her a genuine genius, but it is pretty damn brilliant in my books.

This is the house where puke lives

At 5 am this morning I awoke to the sound of Emmy puking. Keith was downstairs with her, and he answered me that he had it under control.

When I heard her puke again within 15 minutes - I got up and went downstairs. My poor little baby girl kept telling me she was sorry for making a mess on the floor. I hugged her and told her it was okay (after all, Keith was cleaning it up ha ha) Emmy puked at least 10 times this morning - including the crackers and freezie she ate (as I was trying to get fluids into her- although I had good intentions, Keith assures me now it was a bad idea LOL)

She begged at 8 to go upstairs to her room, but as she was still actively puking - we wanted to contain the carnage to just one area. She fell asleep at 9 am and is still sleeping as I write this 3 hours later (as is Keith). Originally I thought she was puking because she was coughing from her cold - but that doesn't seem to be the case with the sheer volume of puking going on.

It's a good thing we own a steam cleaner, I tell you.

More Emmy-isms

Mom: I love you, Emmy
Emmy: I love me too, Mommy

"Scccaaaaaarryyy Eyes"

"Uncle Poppy" (when referring to my friend's husband.

" More Soup please, Mommy." (Soup is Alpha-ghetti - she will eat a whole can by herself)
"Get Up!" (when I am at my computer desk and she wants something. Bossy little kid.

"Tummy Hurts - Nummy Treat"