My little bunnies!

Emerson got his hands on a stray Easter bin, and the following fun ensued!

 

That face! She loves playing along!

 

This was Emerson four years ago...

 

 

And Emerson today! My, how you've grown.

And my two happy little bunnies, together!

Spitting image.

This face...it reminds of someone...who could it be...?

 

Oh, right. Big brother! Here's Emerson making this very face, at this very age.

These two have such striking similarities at this age. The nose. The expression. The eyes. I could go on...

There are often times I snap a quick picture of Scarlet, and immediately think...yep, I've got one of these of Em.

Emersonisms - March edition

I try to capture the little things he says. This could definitely be a monthly edition.

In conversation with Jessica, on the way to an overnight at her house...

Em: "at least you and my mommy are twins"

Jeeka: "em, we're sisters. but we're not twins. do you know what a twin is?"

Em: "yes, and you and my mommy are twins."

Em: "my daddy is not a twin"

Em: "and darth vader is DEFINITELY not a twin"

 

Having some age sequencing confusion...

Em: "I can't wait until I'm 19, and I can babysit Scarlet."
Me: "Em, when you're 19, Scarlet will be 15, and won't need a babysitter."
Em: "Mommy, she's a baby, you can't leave her alone."
Me. "Ok. Good plan."

 

At 7am this morning, while showering, he opened the door and asked...

"Mommy, can Norah roll over?" (Referring to Norah Lipp, who is a few weeks younger than Scarlet. Clearly curious about her milestones???)

All aboard!

Who doesn't love a good laundry-basket-train on a Friday night! Choooooo! Chooooooo!

 

Cabin Fever.

Cabin fever. We all have it. At this time of year (really, sooner), we get super cooped up, and need warmer weather so we can expand our square footage for playing. Fortunately, this weekend is supposed to be nice, so out we go! Poor Emerson is jonesing for summer weather so he can go swimming. About once a week he asks when the pool will be open. Need to make a trip to the Y before our Naples trip! The bath time swim meets just aren't cutting it anymore.




She has a blast in the bouncer, but sometimes takes on this "I'm doing work" approach and get serious about her bouncing. Like she's accomplishing something with every bounce.

So glad I captured her nose-crinkle-smile.

Entertaining Jeeka.

"Oh, hey, Mom!"

This is her demeanor EVERY morning. She's sweet as pie...

...and a treat to wake up to!

Can you see two drawstrings? Joey Tribbiani snuck in a second pair of shorts underneath!
(If you don't know that Friends reference, we should no longer remain in contact.)
And check out that hair! What happened during nap time at school?!?!

Thursday nights...Daddy's out with the other daddies, so we paint nails! I know I won't be able to do this much longer, but he currently loves it. It was his idea!

Tubes!

Scarlet looks up to her brother in so many ways, and probably think she wants to be like him. She started early imitating his regular ear infections. Since the first week of December, she's been battling a double ear infection. Even with escalation in antibiotics, the little girl's ears just wouldn't clear. After a visit w. our favorite E.N.T. a week ago (Emerson was 14 months when he got tubes), we were quickly scheduled for tubes. On her 7 month birthday!

Turns out, there was serious goo in those ears of hers. After this surgery, and a few days on antibiotics and steroids, she should be good to go. We've already noticed, less than 24 hours after surgery, how much more she's chattering. She can likely hear both us, and herself, much more clearly! This is excellent news...since our house was so quiet before :/

Taking the nurse's pulse, while the nurse takes hers!

Seriously, how cute is that little surgery gown?!?!

Listening attentively to post-of care instructions.

We were home by 8:30 am, and after a 3 hour nap, Scarlet was ready to party!

A little sleepy, but sweet as ever.

Playing games with socks...

And just cracking herself up!



 

A little kissy time with her window self...