dear emmy.

dear emmy,

you immediately turn my heart to mush and bring a smile to my face.  your squeezable thighs, wild curls, toothy smile and big hazel eyes are enough to make anyone love you to pieces.  and you have lots of fans.  you're very easy to love, my sweet girl.

we just got back from a two week vacation to texas!  you were such a good girl and went with the flow pretty well.  even when you got sick.  i had no idea anything was bothering you; we were actually on our way home from taking family pics when you threw up in the car.  you were as happy as a clam taking photos, laughing and making cute faces for the camera... i felt so bad that you were sick.  i got you home, cleaned you up and put you to bed.  you woke up around midnight and while daddy was holding you, you tossed your cookies again, this time all over him.  i worried about you all night.  the next morning you were burning up so nonnie and i took you to the doctor.  you had a temperature of 103 and with one look at your throat the dr declared you had tonsilitis.  i was so tired from the night before, and hated seeing you so sick that i cried in his office.  he asked me if you were my first child; i said no, but i was having a hard time knowing you felt so bad.  you absolutely hated your antibiotic and daddy and i had to wrestle you to the floor to take it.  you feel asleep in my arms, which told me how sick you felt (you never do that!).  after a juice and popsicle diet you were back to your smiley, bubbly self.  i really do not like seeing you sick!!!!

you are a little social butterfly, just like your sister.  our friends all got to be a part of bella's first year of life, so seeing you throw fits in your crib and prolong bedtime because you wanted to hang out with everyone was a very familiar scene!  in typical emmy-style, you made everyone laugh.  every day we heard how cute you were and what a sweet, silly girl we had.  it was so fun to show you off to our family and friends; you are always loved and admired by everyone.

you are not a fan of airplanes.  i think fifteen months is the worst age to fly.  i remember your sister struggling then too.  you do not like to sit still for too long, and you have a really hard time falling asleep when being held.  it was a bit tricky, but all in all you were a trooper!

you are pretty much running now.  it's hilarious.  you love going as fast as you can to keep up with everyone else, but you're still a little bit unsteady.  papa said you walk like you are three sheets to the wind :)  he is right!

i've been trying to work with you on knowing body parts: your nose, eyes, tongue, teeth and hair.  but your favorite is your tongue... i'll say "emmy, where's your tongue?" and you'll say "blahhhhh" and stick your tongue wayyyy out.  it's adorable.  you love doing silly things with your eyes, too... you squint, blink and do all sorts of great expressions with your eyes.  hmmm... i wonder where you get that... ;)

you've been in to throwing things lately, too.  while waiting at the airport to board our plane, we set up the laptop with a movie, and got you and bella mcdonalds.  i was looking the other way and got pelted by a chicken nugget.  i turned to see you staring at me... you were a good distance from me, too.  you have an arm, girl.  you also love the song "if all of the raindrops were lemon drops and gumdrops..." a few days ago, it was rainy and bella was singing that over and over in the car.  you just kept sticking your tongue out and saying "ahhh ahhh ahhh".  so cute.  you also love "itsy bitsy" and doing the motions as bella sings it.  "jesus loves me" is a fav, too.

you're not saying too many words, and you are SO not into performing.  if i ask you to say something infront of other people, it's just not going to happen.  you say mama, dada, more, cracker, papa... but your all time favorite is bella or "bewwa" as you say it.  you love saying her name so much that lately our conversations go like this...
me:  "emmy, can you say dada?"
you:  "BEWWA!!!"
me: "emmy, can you say mama?"
you: "BEWWA!!!"

you get the picture.  so funny.  bella continues to be your favorite person in the whole wide world.  she sings alot in the car, and whenever she finishes a song, you clap your hands, your eyes big and wide.  it's hilarious.  and so cute.

you also have a dramatic streak.  the other night you were throwing a fit, so daddy threw himself on the ground and started kicking and screaming to see what you would do.  it stopped you in your tracks for a few seconds, and then you laid yourself right out on the ground, face down, in the most dramatic fashion.  i'm still getting to know your personality because you seem to be more laid back and content than bella, but i still see lots of spunk and a bit of dramatics.  i seriously love your little personality.

i love you so much, my little pumpkin girl.  you are so incredibly loveable and squeezable in every way.  and you are so FUN.  i'm so thankful i get to be your mama.

love you to the moon and back (and back again),
mama