Random Musings

Hi, this is Emma. I am very old now. I get bigger everyday. I bet it takes a long time to get as old as my Mommy and Daddy.

I go to church every week and now I get to sit up and listen like everyone else.

I like church, but I don't know why I have to wear stockings. They are not my favorite.

I had food for the first time this week. I think they call it rice cereal. Boy, this is good. Why have they been holding out on my all this time. I hope it gets even better than this. I can't wait. When can I try a cookie?

Hey! This is our Christmas tree. I am not real sure why we have a tree in the house and why my parents insist on decorating it, but who can understand adults anyway?

This is my chair. I still have some growing to do to fit in it properly.

Emma's Mommy speaking now : I have been thinking lately (which is always dangerous) and there are a few (yes, I said few) things I don't understand. Maybe some other mothers will agree with me. First of all, why do some baby socks have tread on the bottom. They are not going anywhere, much less even keeping them on. I have a better idea, put tread on the inside of the sock so they can't kick them off. My second question has to do with clothing. Many of Emma's pants and jackets have pockets. Why do babies need pockets. Is it to hide the candy that everyone is always trying to take from them (that saying never made sense either, who gives candy to babies?) ?I find that many of my clothes don't have pockets and I need them, but Emma has them in abundance, maybe she can hold my keys. My last statement will be about baby shoes, again they are not walking. I think they are just to punish the child to make them feel as uncomfortable as we are. They also punish the parent who has to squeeze them on wiggly feet and try to make it home with both shoes still in possession! Just a few thoughts while you are sitting at home with nothing to do but think (ha, ha)! Last I will leave you with a random question that plagues my friend, Norman. Why does Goofy (who is a dog) wear clothes and talk, but Pluto (who is also a dog) wears no clothes, doesn't talk, and has a master? Think about it.

What a Thanksgiving!

Sitting up in my new Bumbo seat. I look like such a big girl!

Looking in the mirror-those neck muscles are getting stronger everday.

When we got home from our big Thanksgiving vacation, we went to the church for a cookie baking fellowship. Emma loves to help. You know this is not her first evangelism project.

We had such a good vacation and time with my family over Thanksgiving. We met my mom, grandma, sister, aunt, and uncle (and Santa Claus) in Pigeon Forge. The flollowing pictures are representative of the great time we had. Emma did so well on her first big trip. We were so proud to have such a wonderful little girl. She was equally adored by all.

Strapped on to Daddy while exploring Dollywood.She just was happy to lay back and enjoy the ride.

The whole motley crew- Emma conked out just in time for pictures. The excitement was too much!

What a feast and Emma at the head of it all! Too bad she just had to watch us all feed our faces.

Grandma has the magic touch.

Watching t.v. with Daddy. Good quality time.

As you can tell we had a big time and now are trying to recuperate and finish up a weeks worth of laundry! Hope everyone had an equally exciting Thanksgiving. Thank you God for family and friends to enjoy!

My turn now

My momma always gets to say what she wants to on this thing. So now, it is my turn. I think there are a lot of people out there who want to know what I think. I have just learned that this week we are going to celebrate Thanksgiving. Thanksgiving is a time to remember what God has done for you and tell Him thank you. My momma already got her turn. I want to tell God that I am thankful for formula. My momma couldn't feed me herself because she was sick, so I thank God that people made formula. I am also very glad that my momma isn't sick anymore. I am thankful that you can turn the flash off of the camera because that light is so bright and my parents take a lot of pictures. See this pretty bedspread I am laying on. It is in my room. Thank you God that I have a nice comfortable room (even if I don't sleep in it yet).

I have just been introduced to this thing called a Snugli. I sit in it and ride around and get to see everything my Daddy is doing. I thank God for a nice Daddy who carries me around with him and sometimes lets me help. I hope everyone has a Daddy like mine.

Thank you God for my wonderful wardrobe. My momma won't let me pick out my own clothes yet, but I am very thankful that they have picked out very pretty clothes. I like this hat especially, it makes me look really cute, don't you think? See that blanket? I thank God that I have blankets that keep me warm.

This is me just hanging out with my parents. I thank God that I have an easy life. Sometime it's hard when I get really hungry or dirty and have to be patient. But most of the time I don't have to worry about anything and that makes it very nice for a girl like me.I thank God for all the family and friends I have that have prayed for me even before I was born and still look on this blog to see how I am doing. Before I was born, the doctors said I might have some problems, but God took care of all of that. I am doing really well, says everyone. Thank you God for loving me and sending Jesus to love me too. I love you.