Being a Mommy...Part Four

Means running out of hours in the day to update your blog because the few precious ones you do have, all of them go to your gorgeous and lovable daughter. And you are OK with that and wouldn't have it any other way.

Please Mommy, No Pretties In My Hair

Mommy wanted to get a few pictures of your hair in pigtails before we had your first Haircut (more on that in a bit) but in true Emma fashion, you don't like anything in your hair.

Not even for a second.

You will sometimes let Mommy play with your hair. This night was such the night. I was playing with your hair and thought, I should try and put pigtails in. Just to see what you would do. Took Mommy a couple of tries, but finally got two pigtails in. No sooner did I finish putting the second one in, your hand shoots up and immediately tries to pull them out.

WAAAIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIITTTTTTTTTTTTTT! Pleeeeeease don't take them out Em. Mommy wants to get a picture. Please? This is how the entire process went when I was trying to put them in. I would get one in, start working on the other one and you would reach up and try to take them out. Mommy was pleading and begging with you to leave them in so that I could take pictures. 

Then Mommy was trying to get you to smile in the pictures. This was the best I could do.

The back side. Mommy has to practice a little more.

You were being such a good sport about it that Mommy of course had to do crazy hair. Practicing for those Cheerleading days to come....

This entire photo shoot lasted maybe 5 minutes. Maybe. Maybe it just seemed like 5 minutes because all I was doing was begging you to leave your pretties in so that I could get a picture.

I'm still holding onto hope that she will one day wear "pretties" in her hair.

A Mom's gotta have dreams.

First Haircut

After almost two and half years, you finally have enough hair to get your first haircut! Well, sort of. It really just needed to be shaped and trimmed. Just a little. Mommy didn't really want to cut it in the first place; you have such baby fine hair and it took you so long to grow it but it needed it and so away we went.

We had it done at a place called "Pigtails and Crewcuts." They really cater to children, having them sit in airplanes and cars and having movies play.

Katherine and Matthew and Auntie V came along to witness the big event. You weren't too sure about the place when we first got there. I think you were thinking that it was something for Katherine.

Our name was called and we sat you down in the airplane chair. Of course we choose the airplane chair, you were really excited to drive the airplane.

Eventually.

"What am I supposed to do with this thing Mommy?"

"Oh, drive it? OK!"

"Wheeeeeeeeeee that was fun Mommy. Are we done now?"

"What are you doing with that thing? Um, I don't think I like that. Take it off now."

"ok, maybe if I hold onto the steering wheel realllllly tight, it won't hurt"

"mmmm, this isn't too bad after all"

"Wait, what are you doing now? I don't like that. Lets go back to that other enjoyable part"

"Lady, I don't know who you think you are, but I don't like you and I don't like what you are doing to me"

The rest of the cut went pretty well. You didn't cry or fuss or anything.

Mommy was just about to think that this was the best haircut experience she could wish for until the very end. That's when you lost it. You were over it.

Completely.

I love you so much my Peanut!

Wordless Wednesdays



Pumpkins and Trick-or-Treatin'

Or otherwise known as the Weekend Wrap-up.

A-W-E-S-O-M-E weekend this weekend! Let's roll.

BTW - it's really hard to spell words correctly when you type them out one letter at a time. With a "-" in the middle of each letter. Try it. Hard, isn't it?

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Saturday was spent, as usual, at The Little Gym. You were a little more active than usual this time. You are definitely getting much better at the monkey bars.

So much so that the world is your monkey bars. Seriously. You hang and swing from everything. Even from the ends of the kitchen counters where you can't even get in a good "swing"

I digress.

You are so confident, that you even joke around when Mommy is trying to take a picture.

Just a little girl and her balance beam...

Makes me wonder what was running through her mind at this very moment.

Later that evening we went over to Auntie V and Uncle Doug's house to help Katherine and Matthew carve pumpkins, which you clearly were not a fan of.

Very upset that you had touched the really gross, slimy, gooey pumpkin guts. Made Uncle Doug wash your hands. Get it off, GET IT OFF NOW

"You see Emma, you take the little orange scraper and you have to scrape the insides out before we can carve it"

"How does this little orange thing get inside the pumpkin, I wonder?"

"You just scrape and scrape until all of the pumpkin guts come out and it's nice and smooth inside"

"Really? Let me check this out for myself"

"Hold on a second. Lemme get a closer look. I'm not sure I believe you"

"whoa"

"lemme get this straight - you expect me to put my hand, no, my ENTIRE arm in that thing and scrape the guts out?!?! And have my arm look like yours?"

"uh-uh. No way. No thank you. Not.Gonna.Do.It"

"I'm outta here!"

And that concluded your first pumpkin carving. You spent the rest of the afternoon playing ball with Uncle Doug not even remotely interested in pumpkins. Perhaps next year you will be a little more interested.

Maybe...

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Sunday was the big Trick-or-Treating festivities but before that we just hung out at home doing normal Sunday activities. Laundry, grocery shopping, cleaning, playing. We ate dinner super fast so that we could show you off to our neighborhood before going over to Auntie V and Uncle D's house to trick-or-treat with them. We went and saw Miss Cindy (CC as you so affectionately call her) and Mr. Chris (our next door neighbors) as well as Mr. Ben, the policeman, who lives up the way.

This year you were a black Kitty Cat/leopard.

An ear-less black kitty cat/leopard.

Wouldn't wear your ears for anything! We let Daddy wear it first thinking that if Daddy did it, you would too.

Not so much.

So, we headed out to do a quick visit with the neighbors.

You also wouldn't wear black shoes with your costume. Only the white and pink ones. Of course. You did, however, let Mommy draw a nose and whiskers on you. Only after Mommy did it on herself first. (The things we do for our children when we want them to do something)

 You were amazed by all the people that were on our little street.

We walked up and down our street visiting various people. You were a huge hit with everyone!

Ended the night over at Auntie V and Uncle D's house trick-or-treating with Katherine and Matthew. You were very scared of Matthew's costume this year and I don't blame you - he was very frightening!

You received tons of candy (which will be donated to Operation Gratitude - all candy is dropped off at our local dentist and sent to the Troops overseas) and had a really great time. You were a little shy at first - wanted Mommy and Daddy (more Daddy) to carry you. By the time we were down the first street you were running and chasing Katherine to race to the front doors.

One last photo op before we left for the night:

Two of my most favorite girls: I love you both so very much!