April 2008 Archives

With the great Mississippi River flood of 2008 happening, I thought maybe Momma and Daddy were going to send Emily on an aquatic journey:

Alas, they merely took pictures:

Emily in front of Momma’s favorite bridge:

And biting her lip:

Everyone knows that babies are expensive. That’s particularly true when you must get a new car so grandparents don’t complain about the little red convertible death trap. So Emily has a new car:

To help pay for it, she and Momma did some yardwork:

And Emily dressed up as Little Red Riding Hood:

Actually, it was pretty okay:

Emily also got to play on a blue ball:

And she was very happy that her leprosy has abated:

After her bath, Emily was a duck:

That made her hungry:

Emily is learning to blow bubbles:

She is also learning to spark unlikely comeback victories with a simple change in wardrobe:

Emily has a wedge on which she sleeps. She has been known to slide down it, resulting in this not-recommended position:

Waffle head:

But some Momma love makes up for many indignities:

There is little to say here, except that Emily is obviously easily amused:

And apropos of nothing, you can now e-mail me or Emily. See the contact feature in the sidebar.

It was another crazy weekend.

First, Emily put her hand on Momma’s head:

Then Emily’s legs disappeared:

Then Emily’s Uncle Christian, Aunt Lindsay, and cousin Liliana came to visit:

And the little girl smiled:

One last thing: I keep hearing these secondhand complaints about Grinky.com! content, particularly as it relates to boogers. Y’all are just begging for the poopy diaper of the week, aren’t you?

Here I am with my 10-week-old sister Emily:

I’m prettier.

My daddy says that he has taken pictures of Emily in each of her 70 days of life. But I don’t think that excuses him for turning off most of the house lights, turning on the camping lantern, and seeing how that looks for variety:

I’m just kiddin’. This one’s called “Playtime”:

Today, Emily took the pacifier out of her mouth and held it for several minutes in her hand. She only fussed after she dropped it:

It has been suggested that after the recent display of grossicity, Grinky.com! should start a feature called “Poopy Diaper of the Week.” I don’t know about that — it’s under consideration — but here’s some formula drool:

Yum!

In close-up:

And a family portrait:

So I come home, and what do I find but Emily! Trying to charm my Grammatius!

But I was prepared for this horror, because I am always watching. And nobody’s painted a picture of you, little girl!

I had hoped that her visit to Springfield would find somebody willing to take her off our hands, but she was rejected by (from left) her grandmother, her great grandmother, her great uncle, and her other grandmother, among others:

So I guess we’re stuck with her for a little while longer.

My sister can escape from the most snuggiest swaddling:

Because of this, my parents are sending Emily to military school for infants to break her of her failure to conform to the expected outcomes of baby restraints.

So I’m going to the spa for a few days while Momma and Daddy transport her.

Grinky.com! will therefore be quiet for a few days, and then we’ll return to Ginger-only programming!