All in one place:
And Abima wants you to know that he is Daddy's favorite Ugly Doll, which is why he sneaked in to the right side of the picture. Babo is displeased.
... sitting up:
... standing up:
... BEER!
(Emily doesn't really like beer. Rather, Emily doesn't know if she'd like beer, because she's never had any. But she looks interested in it!)
I do! I do!
The weekend started at home:
But then we all went down to Springfield to see Momma's family.
Grandpa:
Grandma:
Great Uncle Ron:
And Great Grandma:
There was some swimming:
And sleeping by dogs:
... here are some pictures of Emily:
We had a bat flying around the garage last night. When it was light again, Daddy got it out, although I wouldn't say he looked very manly doing it.
Here it is out on the lawn, rather displeased:
Look at that face:
Emily now has two teeth:
Sometimes she even shows them off:
We drove to Ohio to see Grandma:
There was a party for Emily to which I was rudely not invited. My Uncle Doug was there:
Emily read/ate one of her books:
More fun with Grandma:
Rose Marie hosted the party, and then put Emily to sleep:
Then we drove home. We were very tired:
Emily is riding on Daddy's shoulders and grabbing his hair:
She and I also played with Goose:
Whatever:
Oh no! Emily is disappearing into the ether:
She turned out not be a ghost, though. Whew. And then she ate some food.
A video:
Emily's first fireworks, photographed either badly or artfully — your call:
These mostly speak for themselves:
My cousin Liza visited this weekend:
Not much else new.
Oh yes. My uncles Doug and Bruce came to visit:
Uncle Doug has many skills. Now we know from where Emily gets it:
Emily experienced her first farm implements:
She also surveyed Mississippi River flooding from on high:
And she rejected her first solid food:
Because I'm petrified of water, I'm not crazy about our second major flood of the spring. Perhaps you've heard about it?
Emily seems okay with it, though:
Today is Flag Day, so Emily wore appropriate footwear:
She has also discovered her feet:
Gotcha!
All four of us went to the drive-in movie theater to see Indiana Jones and the Kingdom of the Crystal Skull. We did not stay for Drillbit Taylor.
I paid more attention to some cats than the movie.
Emily is nearly sitting up on her own. Here she's being helped by the recliner:
I'm glad I'm a dog. English is very confusing.
We've devolved into Madonna references. Sigh.
This was a few days ago:
Emily now more closely resembles a burn victim:
Emily is claiming credit for Jon Lester's no-hitter tonight because she broke out the magic pacifier that had been hiding in her drawer:
And no, it was not hiding in her drawers.
Emily went to the pool on Saturday:
She also played with me on Sunday, but I didn't want to share Purple Dog:
Here are some feet, with a baby attached:
This was just one of those odd looks Daddy caught with the camera:
And the rare Tummy Time that didn't result in immediate screaming:
For Mother's Day, Emily started in dinosaurs ...
... then put on a dress, with a sweater that her great grandmother made for Momma.
There are some trees back there.
Maybe it's just me, but it looks like Emily has a halo in this picture and a monkey crown:
And yes, I see the face of Jesus in my dog food.
Anyway ... :
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