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!
This past weekend, Saturday, was the first day Joshua and I have both been away from Emerson at the same time for more than a couple of hours.
We spent the bulk of the day alone, together, for the first time since Emmy graced us with her presence in November of 2016.
Joshua and I went on a six-hour hike in the middle of a canyon, down by the Hoover Dam.
It’s supposedly a hike just for locals – the hidden gem of Las Vegas. Now I’m not so sure how true this is, but for the sake of respect, I’ll keep the location disclosed.
We started out leaving the house at 9am, which in our world is 10am. That’s pretty on time for us. We left Emerson with Meme and Steve prepared for the day with lots of fun to be had at the park and playing games with two of her favorite people.
This being the first time we’ve spent the entire day away, I was feeling the heartache almost instantly – but thankfully I know my mama’s a pretty trustworthy woman so the ache subsided throughout the day.
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A typical morning is happening over at our place.
Emerson is running around, stealing the remote controls, changing all the settings on the TV. Shes over at the record player, turning the dials and blasting music to only be disappointed by the music being too loud (she understands turning the dial up but hasn’t completely grasped that the dial can also turn the music down).
She smacking the dog in the nose while Josh and I try to explain to her that she should be nice to him and give him a good-morning kiss, instead.
She’s chasing Tuffy around trying to grab onto his tail mysteriously whipping back and forth.
Josh is trying to get out the door while I try to decide what to make Emerson for breakfast this morning – my first challenge of every day.
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The initial sound of blood-curdling screams you can’t actually process. Once the second breath is taken, you realize something isn’t quite right.
Usually, dinner is a pretty uneventful but enjoyable time. Emerson bloves to eat and dinner is her favorite time. I love to give her food because homemade food equals love. 99/100 times I usually sit next to Emerson and feed her her dinner, replenishing her plate at her every little sign of “more”. Tonight, Josh sat down next to the little babe and started things before dinner was fully ready because Emerson was extra hungry and eager to get this show on the road.
That’s cool. Dad’s need time to bond with their babies, too. And moms can always use a break where they don’t have to pay attention to anything but the food on their plate.
We (Emmy and I – I later find out that Josh hadn’t eaten a single bite because he didn’t have a fork) start eating and talking with my parents about who knows what now, when all of a sudden it happens. It really didn’t register for a second since I wasn’t right there like I always am.
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