Summertime Fun

After a dip in the kiddie pool, sans bathing suits, Abby and best bud Ella cooperated with my attempt at a photo session.  OK, they cooperated for about sixty seconds, but that's longer than usual.  

Make a happy face.

Angry face.

Ella was a pro at this.

Serious face.

Apparently being serious is actually quite funny because they immediately cracked up.

And a few more randoms for the heck of it.

 

Four Month Emma

I read once that the best tool for organizing digital pictures is the delete button.  One doesn't need fifty shots of virtually the same pose of the same subject in the same lighting.

It's really hard to follow that advice when it comes to this girl.

Sisterly Love

I've been trying to get a good picture of Abby and Emma together for some time now.  

But this is what happens when the girls are next to each other.

And this.

And this.

I finally got a few shots that aren't terrible.  (FYI, Abby's fat lip was a result of a fall at Home Depot, not from wrestling with Emma.)

 

Jersey Paddler

Abby's first kayak ride.  She insisted on paddling.  "No, Daddy.  Do it myself!"

Apparently, I need to start a workout regimen because at times I was lapped by a toddler.  Sigh.

Three Month Emma

I won't let you see my three-month sticker.

Nope, not gonna let you see it.

OK, you win.

Dancing with Grandma

Grandma visited and Abby suggested a dance party.  Maracas were a must.

Get down with your bad selves!

Of course, Emma had to participate.



She was still not comfortable using her opposable thumb, unfortunately.

What the?!

Emma, had I warned you about your sister, you would have stayed in my belly.

First Smiles

Emma's first smile was delightful.  Her whole face lit up like a Christmas tree.  

Or so I was told.

I wasn't the first to see her smile.  Or the second.  

Sure, I carried her for 38 weeks, nursed her faithfully since the day she was born, woke up throughout the night to provide comfort.  Apparently, this all means nothing to an infant because Emma's first smile was for good friend Erin.  And her second smile was at good friend Mary.  I think I was number three.

Now she smiles at anybody, the little flirt.

Hanging Tough

What to expect when you send your child to the house of an artist/contractor/biker for the afternoon:

Decasting

Abby's cast came off.  She's happy.  I'm happy.  The husband is happy.  There's lots of happy here right now.

For the decasting day, Abby requested a cake.  She decorated it with sprinkles and put on the candles.  We had to sing "Happy Birthday". . .to her leg.

Ella helped blow out the candles and then gauged out Elmo's left pupil with a spoon and ate it.  I love that kid.

Bye-bye, cast.  Happy brithday, new leg!

Two Month Emma

Emma, you are growing up way too fast.  Slow down, sweet girl.

 Why a picture of the top of Emma's head?  I just love love love that soft hair.