Kids Say the Darndest Things....
I was waiting for this day for a long time.....the day Emma would really embarass me, and I wouldn't be able to explain it away.....
First, might I interject a thank you to Aunt Ellen? Yes, it is only your super thoughtful, very cool gift of The Little People Nativity Set to Bela on her baptism that makes this story even possible! (The thank you is sincere- it really is a cool gift!) Anyways, us girls were tooling around the Super Wal-Mart the other day (what else can you do in this town when it's rainy?) when we came across two Muslim women with traditional coverings over their heads. Emma (who had been learning all of the important characters in her nativity scene all morning) just lit up- you could see the little wheels turning in her head as she got excited and began frantically pointing at these unsuspecting women. "That's a baby Jesus! That's a baby Jesus! Two baby Jesus!!" My horror at what poor naive little Emma was shouting could not be masked. I grabbed her little finger and pulled her to the side, trying to explain that those were "ladies, not Jesus". Oy yoy yoy! Wrong religion Emma...... Anyways, I offered my own little prayer up...."Dear, sweet God (who has an exceptionally good sense of humor), please let those poor ladies speak any other language than English since you so nicely gave Emma no speech impediments and everyone in a five mile radius could hear her. Amen."
Bela's doing her own tooling around too. She can wriggle and roll herself in any direction and move across the room in a decent amount of time. Emma's toys are now in danger of being swiped, and she's not too keen on this......especially since entering the "it's yucky" stage (talking about her sister). She is soooo grossed out when Bela touches her toys that she wants everything to stay away from her- you can just see this in her eyes. But Emma is really a very good big sister and will trade her toy with another one she picks out so that Bela will at least have something to play with. Bela had her first real belly laugh on her baptism day! What a cutie pie.....but she hasn't laughed since- just a bunch of coughs and splutters and gasps. I think she forgot how to do it.
Bela's baptism was absolutely wonderful! We flew in late Saturday (despite our original plan to fly in on Friday) which left little time for visiting, but at least we made it to our own party right? We were thrilled to see our family and friends from near and very far (Tim, Ann, and Sara even came from Atlanta!!! WOW!!) if only for a day or so. Emma picked up right where she left off and was thrilled to be in "Gwampa's car" (she kept repeating this with an awed whisper voice the entire drive from the airport to her grandparents' house). She got all excited when we turned left into their neighborhood and started shouting "Gwampa's house! Watch t.v.?" Are you kidding me? And as soon as we got into their house, she went right for the toys and even started asking for all the old favorites- riding the horse, drinking "treat milk"......it was like old times for her. In fact, she didn't want to miss a moment which led to a very tired Emma on Sunday morning. By 9:30 a.m., she was begging for a nap! So we put her down and had to actually wake her up for Bela's baptism! How funny!
I talked to Gretchen yesterday and was thrilled to hear about the girls' cousin-to-be! Glad to hear that everything is going so well for them and really can't believe how quickly time is flying! He's going to be here soon! They are going to be such awesome parents......Gretchen was sending a "you're such a good mom" compliment my way on the phone and all I could do was laugh while I watched Emma eat super salty crackers off the ground (leftover from my snack that she happened to find- by the way, I wouldn't eat anything off my floors!), drink her second cup of juice in ten minutes and gaze at the t.v. with her zombie eyes she gets when she does. Yeah, I'm a great mom! Sometimes you just gotta do what you gotta do to get a few minutes of adult conversation. I think Emma knows this and that's why she asks for juice while I'm on the phone! Anyways, Gretchen is going to be such a phenominal mama as long as she ignores all the advice I (and several other moms) send her way and follows her own heart!
1 Comments:
Is that Bela or a giant armadillo? Hahaha, I LOVE those rolls! Love you guys!
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