Thursday, August 4, 2011

Rain.


In the car this afternoon, Emma gave me a little lesson in how the world works-
"Rain is kisses from Mother Nature. When you feel raindrops you know that she loves you."

It seriously doesn't get much better than that.

Sunday, July 31, 2011

My Little Open Book


It has been so much fun to watch and listen as Drew grasps this English language. I love that he is learning to use words to express his emotions rather than his actions.

For example, now, instead of hitting at me when he is upset he just points his finger at me and says, "Mommy! Time Out!"

At church today, I can't remember exactly what I said, but Emma agreed and said, "Me, too!" and Drew piped in with a "Me, three!" I was so glad Tom heard it too because it totally caught me off guard! Just cute!

Drew is a very polite little boy. When asked if he wants something, like dinner or his shoes on, he will ponder his response and then happily respond.
"uuuummmmm.... no, please!"

I think my mom said it best~ He is like a little book that just needed to be opened!

He is just the best little bundle of a boy!

Saturday, July 16, 2011

When Somebody Loved Me...

We went to Culver's this evening for dinner and some frozen custard (and GREAT service!). One the way home Emma began to cry.
A real cry, not her fake one.
She kept saying she wished that I was a little girl like her. And as she cried she told me all the things we would do together...

We would ride our bikes- but not in the road.
We would build sandcastles at preschool.
We would sit by each other at snack time and share our food.
We would splash each other in the tub.

She went on and on, almost inconsolable. Her daddy and I would distract her for a few seconds but she would always pause and go back to tears.
"I just wish you were a little girl with me!" she would sob.
It was breaking my heart and her daddy was even feeling it a little. We had no idea where this sadness was coming from.
Until she said,
"Why did Jesse's owner get big and forget her?"
*ah hah!*
We had watched Toy Story 2 this afternoon and I remember her being very focused and asking a lot of questions during Jesse's song about her owner growing up and not playing with her anymore. Emma was able to express, finally, that because I was big, like Jesse's owner Emily, and she was little, like Jesse, that she was afraid I would forget about her.

After many hugs and kisses I explained to her that she is mine forever. We are a forever family because Daddy and I were married in the temple. She seemed to calm down.

Then we watched the trailer to Toy Story 3 because she needed to see Jesse and Woody with Woody's owner, Andy.

When the toys get dumped at the daycare I just told her they were there for a play-date. I was not getting into Andy going off to college and leaving them all behind...

We'll save that one for another Saturday afternoon movie!

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Thursday, July 14, 2011

Identity Crisis


Go Girl is SO last Tuesday.

Yesterday Emma told me she was "Super Weather Power Girl and I can control the weather."
I asked her to make it snow and she informed me that she can only makes the weather do what we are dressed for.

We never know, from moment to moment, who or what she is. She can go from a hedgehog to Super Reader in the blink of an eye.

Interestingly enough, she told me today she just wishes she could be 3 again.

No More Halter Tops for Emma


Emma came downstairs and told me she was not Emma, she was, "Go Girl, and I can go anywhere I want... even without saying a prayer."
And off she went.
I told her to tell her dad and she did, with a bit of moderation.
"I am Go Girl, and I play bass in a rock and roll band."

Thursday, July 7, 2011



That "thumb-point" at 00:27?
Yeah, that is ALL her dad.

Fresh, fresh paint


The "big" kids recently moved to a new house and Emma likes riding around with her daddy and me while we look at houses. She has decided we need a different house but she has also informed me that we need to paint ours.
Pink on the outside.
Purple on the inside.
...and it's easy. Just "go down the fun street to the Fresh, Fresh Paint Store".
Ok, let me get right on that!