Since we last spoke, Emma traveled to the beach and made
lots of new friends. She turned two years old and ate more sugar than in
her previous 730 days combined. She had a second birthday party in which
she received an indoor bounce house, more books than Barnes and Noble and the
gift of education. Her August was quite the bang-up month, I’d say.
Emma loves the beach and loves the water – both of which
were a concern heading into Vacay2014. Last year, you’ll remember, she
did not like the sand to touch her feet. (which would obviously present a
huge problem). But, this year after some beach introduction on the first
day, she headed to the surf like an island kid. She splashed in the
wading pools that Mother Nature saw fit to provide, knocked down other people’s
sandcastles (with their permission), swam in the pool and wore 8 lbs of
sunscreen per day. She had her first Krispy Kreme doughnut, ate
Grandmommy’s “a la mode” and enjoyed a party with our beach friends, who all
fell in love with her and took turns babysitting the princess.
Sweet Cheeks returned home for a family party with the
world’s best Elmo cake. She received more presents than needed, but all
were completely appreciated. We now have a trampoline in our living
room. Thank goodness we aren’t trying to sell the house. Her Daddy
made his famous bbq, which was pleasing to everyone, especially her
Mommy. She has the best books to read before bedtime, which comes quickly
now that she jumps all day in the aforementioned trampoline. She has
since had guests who have participating in the jumping and the associated falling
down.
She had her 2 year old checkup and passed with flying
colors. Her head matches her body a little more closely these days and
she’s essentially 50th percentile in everything (though her head is
a bit bigger). She received a booster shot and cried for all of 5
seconds. Daddy took her to get ice cream afterwards and since she has a
good memory, I suppose we’ll be getting ice cream every 6 months for a
while. Cheeks is still a little on the little side, but that’s how we
like it. She takes her vitamins and we make sure to mix up her food
options.
We celebrated Daddy’s birthday with more merriment.
Emma not only had ice cream and cookie cake, she also had friends come to
visit. She showed them how to jump and then perhaps gave baby Eva a
little tackle on the floor. We are working on our “soft hands” and “being
easy with babies.” I hope Max grows up quickly, because he may need it.
Birthday season #1 concluded as quickly as it came, with a
new start at school. That’s right, Emma had her first day in the 2 year
old class on August 25. She did wonderfully, marching in, picking up some
toys and getting a hand washing before snack time. Her mother, however,
dropped pools of tears no less than 5 times before returning to her car.
I may need some therapy before kindergarten. She’s gotten her hair done
several times by Miss Devona and had a manicure, complete with purple polish,
by Miss Madison. She continues to do great – she comes home dirty, says
her blessings before snack, still does not like mac and cheese, and is learning
more what it takes to go potty like a big girl. She showed us this by
removing her diaper on several occasions inside the house. It’s now
been determined that she requires pants over her diapers during nap and
bedtimes. Let’s not discuss how we now know this.
Emma will now repeat words we say – intentionally or
otherwise, so David and I are working on talking with our best SAT words.
Her favorite color seems to be yellow, as that’s what she says to
everything. She also loves the Happy Birthday song, thanks to Boy Boy’s
birthday party across the street. She likes to tell her Daddy and Mommy
what to do and tells us to stop – with hand gestures. There are more
whiny moments, which I equate to her being two ….and to us not giving her fruit
bars 24/7. She makes an adorable pouty face, which some people seem to
think she got from her Mother (not sure why)
Due to weekend circumstances, her car seat was removed from
the car and is now placed in the front position. This means that she’s no
longer my little baby. It also means that she can see more of the world
we are passing, she is more a part of our togetherness in the car and that if
she sneezes a big one, I can easily toss her a Kleenex and tell her to take
care of it. I can no longer see her in the mirror, even though I keep
looking in it. She fully enjoyed her new ride this morning and after my
initial sadness, I did too.
David
and I are so totally in love with our Emma – she is the cutest little girl
we’ve ever met (and the cutest we’ve never met). She does and says things
that melt our heart, amaze us and irritate us. She is growing up every
day. We cannot imagine having a sweeter little girl.
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