Mom's Little Helper

This girl wants to be mobile SO BADLY. She gets around pretty good on her tummy, rolling and scooting towards what she wants. And she LOVES the walker. She strolls all around the kitchen island, yanking on cupboards, pulling down towels, and playing with anything she can reach! (Time to start babyproofing, no?)

I must confess, I'm afraid that the second this girl takes off crawling I'll never see her again. It makes me so sad that she's getting so big! She's not my little cuddly baby any more!

{Helping mom with dinner. And trying to open the cupboards.}

{Look at me, dad, I'm a big girl!}

{Pulling down the dish towels and talking to her reflection.}

Facing My Fears

I figured since 2010 is halfway over, it's about time to get cracking on a few of my new year's resolutions! We cooked dinner at home this past Sunday (which doesn't happen very often), and since I had all afternoon to prepare I figured I'd try my hand at some homemade french bread. I have a fear of yeast and anything that needs to "rise." But I'm happy to say this bread was super simple and so yummy! All it took was plenty of time to let it do it's thing. I feel so domestic! Hopefully this is the start of something wonderful.

Ruined Some More

Chris has this thing he does with Emme. He makes a face at her and she makes it back to him. It started out being a "kiss" face, with puckered lips. Now we lovingly call it the "squish" face, because that's what it looks like on Emme. Squished.

Here's a cute video of Emme when she was first learning how to imitate it. We thought it was pretty cute at first.

Then last week I plopped Emme on the chair next to her bunny for her 7 month photos. I pulled out the camera, and when I told Emme to say cheese, this is what happened...

I got the squish face. I kid you not, like half of the photos I took are like this. It took me forever to get a few decent ones!

I'm hoping this face is just a phase, and that we haven't permanently ruined her smile!

Ruffly Fashion Show

The Ways In Which We Ruin Our Children

Chris and I are pretty sure we've already ruined our child. And it only took us seven months! I'm sure that deserves some sort of an award or something. How have we ruined her, you ask? I will tell you. Emme is addicted. Already.

Addiction #1: The computer
I blog a lot. (This is no secret.) I frequently do this with one hand while nursing the Bambina and balancing a laptop across my knees. (I've got 20 minutes to kill six times a day, so sue me.)

Emme has now become accustomed to the sound of typing on the keyboard. If I try to hold her on my lap while sitting near a computer, she can't help but want to run her fingers across the keyboard and "type" like mom. It's pretty hilarious! She even cries if you try to take it away. Oh, boy.

{Blogging something very important}

{Just look at that face! So happy.}

Addiction #2: The Television
Chris loves the TV about as much as I love the computer. (Translation: too much.) He can't go to bed at night without unwinding with it for a few minutes, and he's a sucker for a good Saturday morning cartoon. Ever since she was little, Emme loved the sight and sound of the TV. We always tried to face her away from it when it was on. But now that she's roly-poly, it's nearly impossible.

If you set her on the couch next to you, she'll sit upright like a big girl. It's her new favorite trick. Once you turn that TV on, she gets super still like a statue, with her eyes glued to the screen. I caught dad & Emme watching some cartoons one morning and they were both so glued to the action they hardly noticed I was snapping pictures.

{Look at that face! So intense.}

{My big girl, the couch potato.}

It's Still Here.

The mullet is still here. Just in case you were wondering.



Chris thinks it makes her look a little Joe Dirt-ish.


I think it makes her look a little Carol Brady-ish. (Seriously, I'm tempted to bust out the curling iron and give the ends a little pizazz.)

What do you think?

Grass & Big Girl High Chairs

A few weeks ago we walked through a house with Daniel & Julie and some of the Pace family. After we walked through, we sat Emme on the grass and, to our surprise, she loved it. (The last time we set her on the grass she hated it!)

Then we went to Barbacoa for dinner and Emme got her first experience in a big-girl high chair at the restaurant. She was able to be up and looking around at everyone, which made the little diva feel like the big girl she wants to be. So fun!