A New Hobby

Emily recently discovered the fun that can be had in playing dress-up with Lucy and Whitney. I guess girls are genetically wired for such activities because after she put on the Cinderella dress, she went and found a little broom to go with it. I just LOVE this age!

Terrible Two's...Here We Come!

Emily has officially arrived at the terrible two's stage. This weekend consisted of meltdowns over things like eating breakfast and picking up her toys. You know, those terrible things that mean Mommy's make you do. It literally took 20 minutes of screaming and crying and sitting in time out to convince her to pick up one piece of sidewalk chalk. Geez. I was so tempted to cave in, pick up the stupid chalk and be done with it. But, I stuck to my guns. And in a weird kind of way, I am pretty proud of that. So much so, I almost did a little victory dance. Almost.

It's been awhile!

Wow! I can't believe it has been so many months since I lasted posted! Life has been busy! We have had a wonderful summer with Emily. So many "firsts" this summer. Her first time in a backyard plastic pool, her first fireworks show, her first time coloring with sidealk chalk and her first picnic at the zoo. We have had such fun! Her second birthday has came and went but not without a party with family, and of course, plenty of gifts! She is really enjoying her Barbie four-wheeler - even though paranoid Mommy makes her wear a helmet everytime she is on it.
Her two year check up went as smooth as can be. She is progressing wonderfully and her Daddy and I don't forget our prayers of thanks for such a wonderful and healthy little girl. She is talking in complete sentences now and has an outrageous sense of humor. I know that we are just barely into the terrible twos stage, but she really hasn't had too many meltdowns. She has recently really gotten into TV and Mickey Mouse Clubhouse is by far her favorite show! Kerry and I know it by heart...
We reached another milestone shortly after her second birthday, although it wasn't a very fun one. Pacie is now gone forever. It was rough going to a couple of days, but she has finally gotten used to it being gone. It actually went smoother than I thought it would since pacie was truly her best friend. Her pediatrician gave us some wonderful advice and told us to cut the end of the pacifier off. That way, she would still have it but would not get any pleasure from it. It really worked like a charm.
I really wish I was better at keeping up with this blog. But, I guess I don't want to take a minute away from living life with Emily to write about it!