Emerson makes new friends at the park....
Tiptoe Through the Tulips — 19 Months
At 19 months, Emerson loves to play outside and doesn’t come back inside the house without a fight. Thanks to the unseasonably warm weather this year we’ve already racked up several walks to the park, collected all the sticks in our yard (and every other yard on the way to the park), made a few trips around town in the bike trailer with dad, and jogged with mom in the stroller — she’s a great passenger! Going hand-in-hand with the great outdoors, Emerson is deeply fascinated by animals. She has learned to say bird, dog, puppy, kitty, woof, meow, and tweet. We are working at distinguishing dogs from all other...
Natural Healing
Sunday morning we woke up with the sun and went along with Nic to his favorite fishing spot. The scenery was literally picture-perfect and I now understand why he ventures there so often. Emerson and I had fun hiking around, bird-watching, and finding sticks while Bela tore through the grass enjoying every last second of freedom in the wild. If ticks didn’t exist, I would begin every day just like this. ...
‘Bubbas’ and Surprises!
In all the drama of the past week I forgot to mention Emerson has expanded her vocabulary to include the word ‘Bubba’ (bubble)! When we wash our hands, do dishes or take baths, ‘Bubbas’ are on her mind! It’s very cute because she holds out her hand and waits to be given some bubbles to play with. Very fun! A package for Emerson arrived today from Courtney and Andy! It really couldn’t have come at a better time as it lifted her spirits and distracted her from relentless teething pains. She had a ball tearing open the tissue paper and continued to move it in and out of the box...
Flower Baby
After 11 months of struggling to find the key to a good baby photo, I discover props! Obviously no photo pro, but one step closer? Every month I hype myself up about sitting Emerson down and capturing the adorableness that I fall in love with many times a day. This has become more and more of a daunting task each month as she’s learned to roll, scoot, crawl and eventually walk. Hundreds of extreme close-ups, blurry frames and severed limbs later, eureka! I finally found a way to end this frustration — a good prop! I handed her a delicate and unfamiliar object to study and enjoy while I snapped to...