Pumpkins and Tigers

Oops. Just found these photos on my computer. Forgot to post them. I guess I'm a little behind. This means you'll see Thanksgiving pictures in January 2010 and Christmas pictures in March 2010.


We felt like we should take Emmett to a pumpkin patch. It was his first. What I have learned that most of Emmett's "first" visits to anywhere is met with a blank stare. He has no idea where he is or what's going on.

Where am I?

What is going on?

Huh?

The Powder Puff Burlings

Let's get out of here.

Here is Emmett in his Halloween costume. He looks pretty happy.....


But then he decided that he didn't like that thing on his head.

And the baby tiger starts to meltdown.

Pucker Up!

Emmett has added a new talent to his bag of tricks - he can now kiss! It sometimes is slobbery but I'll take it. I love Emmett kisses. The best part? The way he looks when he puckers up.

Isn't that face just so kissable?!

Laundry Basket Uses

Emmett's favorite toy right now is the laundry basket. He has discovered all of the wonderful things you can do with it other than holding dirty clothes. Who needs toys?

You can sit in it.

Emmett likes to test gravity with it.

He learns that he cannot defy gravity.

He's like a cat. Always lands on his feet.

Turn the basket upside down and you have something to lounge on.

I'm getting tired so I'm going to get down....

and lay on the floor.

But wait! Why lie on the floor when you can rest on top of the laundry basket?!

First Word, First Crush, First Pot

Emmett now has words. Well, one word to be exact. He can wave and say, "Hi." He's been doing this for a week now. We weren't sure if it was a fluke or if he was talking but he's been doing this pretty consistently. His timeliness on this is still a little sketchy...he'll be playing and then bust out with the waving and "hi" out of no where but he also does it when he sees me or Ben walk into the room. So he gets points for practicing.

Emmett also has a new girlfriend. It's a girl in a book. She's waving hi. He will find this book and hand it to me or Ben and wants us to read it to him. When we turn to this page he starts waving hi to her and then kisses the page. Should I tell him that he doesn't stand a chance with her? No need to burst his bubble yet, I guess. For now, I will encourage this love affair since it encourages him to read (or look at books).


We also extended his play area. This area now includes the kitchen and all of the toys that come with it. He likes to play with pots, pans, colanders and strainers. He was quite proud to discover he could sit in the frying pan the other day.

Out Sick

It's official. Emmett has experienced his first illness. He started to vomit Wednesday morning (it's now Sunday) and proceeded to have the WORST diarrhea EVER. He gave it to me and Ben so our whole house was puking and visiting the toilet a lot. Actually, I fared pretty well since I was only sick for a night. Both Ben and Emmett have been sick for 5 days now. Ugh. And if you are wondering - the diapers are awful and a lot of laundry has been washed in this house.

On top of the sickness we lost our remote control to the TV. I am being tortured in my own home. Surrounded by sick boys with no TV to watch. Yes, I know I could just walk up to the TV and push the on button but really, it's just not the same.

Here is Emmett on Tuesday - the day before he was sick. We went to visit some friends who had a dollhouse. He decided to climb into it.

Emmett is trying to comb Ben's hair.

I don't think Ben finds it relaxing and enjoyable.

Here is the next morning. Pathetic, right?


So I started feeding him and he fell asleep in his high chair. I suppose if I had this thing called mother's intuition I would know he was sick. But I just thought he was tired.

He hasn't has any solids for 5 days now so he's really hungry. So he puts everything in his mouth. But I'm pretty sure he would be putting things in his mouth anyway regardless of his illness.

Plate

Comb

Q-tip he somehow got out of the box.

And here is trying to eat the camera.

I'm really hoping he starts to get better soon.

Getting Things Done

This post should actually be called NOT getting things done. Cause how am I suppose to get anything done when I have a baby that gets into mischief?

So then he goes into baby jail.

A Fashion Statement

I went to get Emmett from his nap the other morning. I thought he took a really long nap. But he was really working on a new "look" for his next fashion shoot.

Presenting...the one shoulder look! It's so fierce.

This is his face when he's very happy. Mouth open no sound coming out. I love it.

I think the scoop neckline is very flattering. Accentuates his chubby cheeks.

Blessed or Tortured?

Now that Emmett has a "to do" list we have less time to blog. Well, that's not true. I really don't have any excuses except that I'm running my own business and caring for an entire child on my own. :) So now that I'm a veteran mom (ha!) I have noticed some things. Most of these things have to do with strangers. Once you have a baby - people think it's okay to come up and talk to you and make comments (welcomed or not). So whenever Emmett and I step out the door and brave the crazy world this is the conversation that takes place at least once.

Karen & Emmett: Doo, doo, doo...I'm shopping and enjoying this lovely day.

Stranger: Why hello there! Who is this?

Karen: This is Emmett.

Stranger: Is Emmett a boy or girl?

Karen: (Thinking to myself. Um. HIS name is Emmett. And Emmett is wearing blue and brown. What do you think idiot?) But I say, "He's a boy."

Stranger: Oh my! What a cutie. How old is he?

Karen: He's almost 8 months now.

Stranger: Wow!! He's so big.

Karen: (I am thinking...do you even know what a 8 month old should look like?) Yeah. I feed him pork rinds and buttermilk daily. Okay. I don't say that. I say, "Yeah - his daddy is pretty tall."

Stranger: Proceeds to play with Emmett to get him to smile. Emmett usually indulges them with a few giggles and smiles. Then the stranger says, "Oh no! Why is he crying?"

Karen: He's not crying. (you idiot. He's obviously smiling at you). He has long eyelashes that get in his eyes. He has been blessed and cursed by his beautiful eyelashes. They are so long that they irritate his eyes and make them tear up.

Stranger: Oh. I hope it doesn't hurt him. Will he grow out of it?

Karen: No. Haven't you heard of the blind eyelash syndrome? Once he turns 3 years old his eyelashes get so long that they start attacking his cornea thus blinding him.

End Scene.

Can you tell that I am annoyed? Should I just stick a sign on him that says, "I'm not crying. My mom cursed me with these almond shape eyes and my dad blessed me with these luscious eyelashes."?

I know, I know. I just need to get over it. Or never take Emmett out to the public. Hmmm....such a tough choice.

Emmett's To Do List

I was cleaning the house (something that rarely happens) and I found something very intriguing. Apparently Emmett has a to do list. My baby is a total genius and I didn't even know it!!!!

This is what it says just in case you can't read his writing:
1. Look Cute
2. Eat fist
3. Smile at bodily functions
4. Beat box with uncle
5. Poop pants - ongoing
6.Grow Up (crossed out) - deferred
7. Get girlfriend - (yuck)

He's already checked some of this stuff off. Amazing. Ben thinks that Uncle Brian wrote this but I think that Emmett is brilliant!!!

What's this thing in my mouth?

Emmett has discovered his tongue! He likes to stick it out and slobber everywhere. I went and bought a bunch of bibs and he goes through 3-4 a day!

Huh? What do you want me to do?

Hey, what's this thing in my mouth?

This feels very strange.

Hey! I can stick it out and make my mommy and daddy laugh!

Visiting Aunt Sherry's = Torture for Emmett

You are not part of the family until you have been thoroughly humiliated and tortured as a baby. The initiation and hazing involves hats and wigs. Emmett received his first round of hazing this past weekend.

I am a sherpa. Where are your bags?

I am not a girl.

Dad wanted to get in on the action too.

Emmett has the same expression on his face for every picture. I wonder what he's thinking....(get this crazy lady away from me).