where is emma?
Emma's vocabulary is really vast. She is also quite good at picking up proper names. She learned Pooh, Tigger and Piglet's name in just one reading. This morning she started holding out her hand out and saying "garble garble garble you" . Apparently Anthony taught her how to say "It is nice to meet you". She still is not forming sentences and gets frustrated when you don't understand what she is trying to tell you. We swear we heard her say the other day "I fell down" when she did fall off the stool. She really is turning into a little person, who is not afraid to tell you how she feels or what she wants. She says no with such determination , head shake and all. When she hurts herself she says "ouch" and runs for you to console her. She is finally saying help when she needs it and I am trying to wean her off her shrieking when frustrated. Since she is in her toddler bed now, sleeping at night and at nap time has been a challenge. There is a small crack under her door that is wide enough for her to stick her little fingers out. It is the saddest image when she wont go to sleep and wants you to come inside. She just whimpers and you see these little fingers poking out and the cat just staring at them and the looking back at you as if saying "hey aren't you going to do something about this?". Yesterday she shoved her book under the door as if trying to get Anthony to come back in and read it to her. It is still strange in the morning when I go to get her and I open the door and she just runs out her room like a bull in Pamplona. I miss walking in and seeing her in the crib, lifting her arms up for you to get her out. Or when she was a real tiny baby she would just look up at you and smile. Now she just makes a mad dash and laughs. It really is short your time with your kids and it goes so fast. So fast, my heart aches every second I can't be with her.
She seems to be blossoming with her dada, now that he is watching her during the summer. She knows he can show her things and she knows he aint playing around. It seems I am the sucker parent who gives in way too quickly. But Anthony is really good with her when it comes to teaching her things. I guess it is the teacher inside of him that shines so brightly but he has a way of calming her down and keeping her focused on one thing. He however is not that great at making sure she is dressed, got her hair did or lunches ready when she wakes up. I guess that is why we make a good team. I come home for lunch and see emma running around in only a diaper and just have to sigh.
So anyway, the older, more interactive and more independent Emma gets, the more fun she is but also the more work she is. My favorite thing she still does is when she wants you to read a book to her she will grab it and back into your lap and sit there so patiently. I love that time bc it is practically the only time I get to hold her without her squirming or kicking. It is bliss, I kiss her head and smell her hair. She is a big girl and she believes she is a big girl always gravitating towards the older kids in the park. She ignores kids her height or shorter. She has even made friends with a 5 year old boy named Justin. He is so sweet and the other day he was telling his grandmother that even though Emma is younger than him, it is ok for him to play with her and that she is his best friend. It was so sweet that it brought tears to my eyes. Emma has her first best friend. Something so innocent and lovely.