I Swear I Haven’t Forgotten…

I swear I haven’t forgotten about the blog…

I know, I suck, and I have no real excuses except for a weekend long, Friday through Monday, Bachelorette party (that’s what Vegas is for, right?!), but otherwise it’s purely my memory’s fault here.

Anyway, I’ve been wanting to post about this for months now, so here it is…

Joshua and I have been together for six years. Count ’em. Six… We’ve had twelve birthdays between us, six Christmases, six New Years, six summers, six winters, and six anniversaries.

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Sorry for Dadding

I know that it being a holiday doesn’t mean there’s an excuse to skip out on you guys and not write a blog post… but that’s what I did yesterday and I guess you’re just going to have to deal with it! This is what happens when you’re a parent sometimes—sorry for dadding, okay?

How was our Cinco de Mayo? It was good! We had a lot of fun and we actually went to two different little festivals over the weekend: the Cinco de Mayo thing going on yesterday and the Strawberry Festival! Let me tell you, neither was all that great and we didn’t really stay at either for long but Emmy got a kick out of them.

Emmy really loves to go anywhere and be anywhere with music and loves to be able to dance and get her party on! She has been a little shyer lately but she’ll basically take whenever she can get to shake her little booty. She also just likes to get out and about and be around people and stuff; she’s just a sweet, social little lady and she had fun dancing away.

One special thing that happened for her this weekend was that she got to experience a petting zoo, two actually, but one she actually got to go into and the one the animals actually seemed like they were treated pretty well… the other, not so much.

She at first didn’t seem like she was actually going to get down and pet any animals (she’s in a bit of a shy stage and she was also, for some odd reason scared) but she did eventually and loved it. Emmy is such an animal lover and I love it. She gets so excited when she sees an animal, no matter what it is, and it’s so damn adorable. It wasn’t taught either; I know some of you are like, yeah, of course Kayleigh taught her to be that way, but no, she came out just in love with animals and it’s great.

Emmy is inspiring in all sorts of ways and her love for all things animal is just another huge way. She’s got such a big heart, this kid.

Anyway, those are just a few things we did these last few days and I believe that Kayleigh will be back with you tomorrow after her two-week break! So check back in for that!

How to Tame a Wild Baby?

No, I’m not informing today, I’m asking! How in the heck am I supposed to tame my crazy baby, people?

I see all of these perfect, model-citizen babies when I go out with Emmy. These babies are all sitting straight up in their carts or walking nicely alongside their parents and then there’s Emmy, slipping past the restraint, standing, and turning around in the cart to grab bananas or something and when let free on the ground, terrorizing like a tiny, ADHD-riddled dinosaur.

Lately, we’ve been having a few problems with keeping her civil when she’s on furniture and, while it’s not a huge deal, we’d like to know how to change the behavior! I’m just scared that she’s going to crack her skull one of these days by standing and/or bouncing on the couch. I can just see it happening now!

Now, Emmy is basically a saint of a baby, but she does have her problems, as every baby does. Her craziness and her hyperactivity isn’t even her fault—it’s inbuilt and pre-programmed in her and probably comes from me, so I can’t be upset with her when she is a bit whacky and active. We just get worried about her safety sometimes, as any rational parent would be!

Emmy has busted herself up, hit her head, split her lips, tripped, and all sorts of things since the time she could crawl and does so every day. She’s not clumsy or anything; she’s like normal, baby clumsy and she’s so darn cute to watch, but it also makes your heart race. She moves a million miles an hour, is up and down on the couches, trying to climb on her high-chair, is in and out of the cupboards, trying to charge for the stairs, climbing on our bed, running, running, running! Ahhh, we need all the coffee to keep up!

So I’m just wondering, how in the world do you tame a crazy baby? Is there any way to calm her down a bit? We try (mainly Kayleigh as I’m at work or school quite often) to refocus her energies and keep her busy but she can be a little defiant at times, as all youngins can be.

What’s the Girl Look Like?

I’m sure that some of you are wondering, what does Emerson look like? And I’m sure that some of you are also wondering, what the heck, bro? It’s not Saturday! Yes, yes I know, I messed up again with not posting yesterday!

On Friday night I fell asleep, fully-clothed and everything and slept that way apparently all night until Emmy woke up at 6:30 this morning and Kayleigh kicked me out of bed to go take care of her.

So there I was, ready to go, in my clothes and everything already and I went to take care of the baby. I once thought, oh, dude, your post is supposed to be done in like, twenty minutes! and then I said screw it and it can wait until tomorrow!

So we had a good day yesterday; Emmy went to the Farmer’s Market with her Meme and Papa Steve and Kayleigh and I went to have coffee downtown and then went to the Strip for a bit. But anyway, on to the main point of this here post: why we don’t post Emmy’s face online.

So we don’t for a number of reasons.

1. We want the decision to be hers and fully hers. We want her to be the first to really decide to put her face out there for all to see and I think it’s great that she will be able to decide that. We don’t want to do it and then have Emerson for some reason wish to stay fully off the internet someday, I don’t know.

2. It can be dangerous in many ways, including the fact that once you put your child’s picture on there, it can be viewed forever and can be saved and copied pretty easily and then reposted from there. Imagine whose hands your babies picture could fall into? And from there it’s pretty easy to find a name and, if you’re good enough, more information.

3. There are some creeps on the internet and it sounds dumb, but when you look at facts and watch shows about pedophiles, it’s not far out there that your child’s photo could be misused and abused in ways you’d never want, so, yeah. Kayleigh doesn’t even like people looking at Emmy in public, so the internet is a no-no.

4. It can be embarrassing and potentially harmful to your child in the future. Imagine when they go to school and their classmates can search for their name and pull up some pictures they’d never want anyone else to see up from their past. Think about being a child once and if you’d had photos like that of yourself on the web, would you have been happy? If not, don’t post stuff like that! Why would you do that to your poor kid!

5. We want to keep her all to ourselves. Oh, and I guess our families too. And friends, our friends can see her face too. Or… anyone that wants to meet her in person! We’ll even video chat you! Just no pictures can be posted.

We love Emmy and just want her to decide for herself, when she’s ready (and when we’re ready, haha) to upload the first picture of her beautiful face! She’s too cute anyway, she’d break the damn World Wide Web.

Well, that’s all for now folks. Sorry that this was late, again.

Happy Sunday.

Better Late Than Never

Things have been pretty busy lately. Can you tell?

My final essay was due on Monday and my final speech was due today; Kayleigh had a bachelorette party to attend to this past weekend as she’s the maid-of-honor for this wedding! They partied and pooled it and did what people do when they come to Vegas and I had my time with Emmy!

The weekend went great; Emmy and I did all sorts of things, from the park to the library, to playing outside and eatin’. We had a good old time. She was so much fun and I’m glad that I got to spend so much time with her. She’s my favorite tiny-person ever. And Kayleigh got to have her much-needed time away and that makes me happy as well.

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While Emerson and I definitely missed the comfort and the presence of mom, it was nice to get some father/daughter time together. I do miss the days where I used to watch her when she was tiny—the three days a week I’d take her and have to figure out my life around a baby and it was probably the most rewarding thing I’ve done yet. So it was nice to reconnect with our past, although now she’s much bigger, stronger, and gets into more.

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I’m coming into my last few weeks of this semester and then it’s summer and we should all be able to spend a little more time together, at least for a while. Then come summer classes! Nice.

It’s been nice writing to you again. Check back for more on Saturday! Maybe I’ll write a blog about why we censor Emerson… maybe. Or maybe Kayleigh will tackle that one next Monday; we’ll see!

 

Party Time, Excellent

I get to do this weekend, something that I haven’t done in a long, long time. Spend a couple long days with my tiny baby and I’m looking forward to it!

We were together today from around 4:30-on and we had a pretty good night. Granted, Emmy goes to bed at eight, but what can ya do. We had a good few solid hours together and it was cool.

I used to be with her three days a week from like 7:30 am until nearly 10 pm. It was a good time and I loved spending all that time with her, just father and daughter, straight chillin’. But she was a blob then and pretty incapable of getting into things and hurting herself severely. That’s not the case now, though!

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Things Dad Books Don’t Prepare You For

I tried out reading a bunch of dad books before Emmy was born and I tell you what, while they were pretty entertaining, there have just been some things to happen that those books didn’t prepare me for.

I’m going to give you guys a short list of the various things that reading those books written by dads about dad-ing doesn’t prepare you for. Come to think of it there are more than just a few… but we must start small. Here we go.

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First off, the emotions that I felt the day Emmy was born and the emotions that I feel every day, whether it be pride, happiness, or just total love for the tiny baby, were briefly glanced over in some of the dad books. But the love that you actually feel when you meet your baby for the first time or the feeling you get when your kid is doing things and learning things for the first time weren’t really talked much about in those books. I think it’s because some of these things are indescribable and I couldn’t even put those experiences into words. Meeting Emmy was like a grenade filled with love and attachment went off literally inside my entire body. That’s a weak attempt at explanation. Watching Emmy learn is like watching something you’ve put a lot of work into really pay off, over and over.

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