A different perspective

Here is a typical Sunday night in our kitchen from Emory's height. Jen Kilgo's really cool boots are included.

Little Flirt

This video makes my delay of posting totally worth the wait. Pictured in this is Emory and Beckett who was with the family visiting us last weekend. We were out at Freddie's for dinner, playground time, and live music. In case you haven't heard, Emory really likes boys, as demonstrated here. Her flirtation goes so well to the blues music in the background ("It's a Man's World"). Beckett was really shy and intimidated by her bold flirtation, but by the end of the dance she had him eating rocks from her hand.... literally.

18 months

Eighteen months happened on September 12th, and man-oh-man do we have a toddler! She is busy, feisty, and even calls herself "Drama Mama". She's been a big talker for quite a while, and the things she's saying keep me smiling. Today was a pretty big sentence: "Daddy ride bicycle, too!" as she went on her first ride in the trailer seat. She lets us know exactly what books she wants to read, when she wants to brush her teeth, and when her incoming teethe hurt and she needs pain relief, "Mouth hurt ouch, Advil?"

She's really sweet most of the time, but she can be pretty defiant, too. Below she's holding a rock from the bar/playground/stage area in her mouth looking at me knowing she's not suppose to do that. She holds it until I finally get up, and then spits it out at the last second. So gross. She is also not at risk of being bullied...or at least putting up with it. In fact, we have a bit of a hitting problem. It usually appears with teething or sleepiness, but also when ever she feels it's necessary. For instance, a three or four year old girl shoved past Emory on the playground the other day. Emory looked at the girl, then me as if to say, "HOW rude? Who does she think she is?" When the girl pushed past her a second time Emory turned before I could stop her and shoved the girl from behind with both hands and all her strength. I grabbed her and moved away before it got ugly- not sure whether to scold her or give her a high five.

Dancin' away to a blues band at Freddie's kid friendly happy hour.
The Zilker Zepher...the little train in Zilker Park in Austin. Emory was not scared of the tunnel or the bridges- if anything I just had to worry about keeping her inside the car. When it was over she said, "Again? Again??"
At the zoo in Denver banging the bongo (before we moved).

Updates

So far behind.... we've been really busy here in Austin. We're having so much fun and it seems to be a great fit. Brent continues to enjoy and be challenged in his new job. We've found a church and plan on joining soon. I made friends at the playground, and Emory is invited to play groups and I'm invited to neighborhood Bunco. We've had quite a few visitors come through recently and have enjoyed that, too.

Meet Liam Waggener! Trey and Elecia's son is adorable. We got to meet him at Canyon Lake over Labor Day weekend. In case you can't tell, I've totally forgotten how to hold a new baby. That's why I look awkward.

Do I need my putter or the 9 iron? Fyi, Texas is too hot for swim suits.

If Aunt Catherine, (AKA to Emory as "Aunt Kitty") is throwing a party I need a good outfit.

This will do.