Emily

I’ll bet you didn’t know that I’m a big sister now. I AM! I have a new baby sister named Avery. She’s so tiny and soo cute. I like to tickle her or sometimes put my foot on her while Mommy is looking the other way. I’m so silly. I’m 3 years old now. I had a birthday party in April and my mom made me a castle birthday cake. I love cake! I love birthdays! If it’s your birthday I’ll sing you happy birthday again and again. Is it your birthday? Why? I love my new sandbox. I spend lots of time playing in there. Me and my babysitter Eden are digging to China! Want to come? Why? My best friends are named ChaLana and JBanna and anything else that rhymes with that. I have imaginary friends just like Mommy did when she was little.

I LOVE to play outside. I wander around and pick things while Daddy works in the yard. I love hugging trees and tracking mud and sap all over the house for Mommy to clean up. The best part is that anything can be turned into a family. Rocks, sticks, dirt clods…anything. All you need is a Mommy and a Daddy and a big sister and a baby. Food makes excellent families too. potatoes or carrotsticks. Anything at all.

I make Mommy sing the same song at bedtime everytime she puts me to bed. By Baby bunting. I don’t care that it’s monotonus and boring or that we’ve sung it a million times, I just want to sing it again. When Daddy puts me to bed I only ask for the song when I was a little baby or some song I made up called “buh buh da do doo”. I’ve also learned that the best way to stall going to bed is to ask Daddy theological questions about heaven and the trinity and stuff. My Daddy is a sucker for that.

I’m pretty close to being potty trained, but I didn’t do so well for a while after Avery was born. I just didn’t feel like going on the potty. I preferred to tinkle in the living room, or the kitchen, or my room, or anywhere but the potty. I’m doing better now though.