Happy 3rd Birthday, Emery Jack!

Dear Emery,

I cannot believe that my little baby is no longer “2 and 3 quarters”, but is a three year old big boy. As we’re approaching your sister’s birthday I cannot believe we’re getting ready to start this journey all over again with a new little one. You are certainly excited about baby Cecilia’s arrival and talk about holding her and kissing her all the time.

We had your birthday party on April 20th, 2013 a Saturday and all of your family and friends were there. You had a Jake and the Neverland Pirates birthday party and you were SO excited about it. The month leading up to April you woke up everyday and asked me what day it was and if it was “your April” yet. Then, when April came around you wanted to know what day it was because you knew that your birthday was April 24th.

There were so many people and fun, we BBQ’d and had a picnic out in our backyard. Daddy and I bought you a sand and water table for your birthday this year equipped with an umbrella to keep you in the shade and you, Maggie, Macee, and Cooper played in the sand and water all afternoon. Eventually you ended up with sandy mud all over your face thanks to your cousins.

Playing in your sand table with Cooper, Mag, and Macee.

Your pirate ship birthday cake. 🙂

Mommy had a massive melt down a few hours
before your party because it needed to be “perfect”. I sometimes set super goals for myself and need to learn that you will have fun no matter what regardless of whether the streamers are hanging up where they need to be or not. I’m working on being more laid back. I think I’ll always be working on that. It hit me hard that this would be your last birthday as an only child and next year we’ll be planning a 4th birthday along with a 1st birthday and the thought of that is a little overwhelming at times.

That night, after your party was over, we had a scare and had to take you to the emergency room because you had a rectal prolapse. I have never been so scared in my life. We had no idea what was going on and even though you didn’t seem to be in any pain I was terrified that something was horribly wrong with you. Your daddy did a good job of trying to calm me down, but I know that he was really worried about you too. I was crying and even you were looking up at me and reassuring me that it was going to be “alright, Mama” “We’ll take you to the ‘hopital’ for a check-up.” It broke my heart that I was the grown up and you were trying to take care of me. I’m totally in love with you. You are the best boy in the world.

The ER doctors told us we “lucked out” in the kid department.
They thought you were amazing.

We sat in the ER for 3 hours, but it seemed like an eternity and both sets of Nana’s and Papa’s showed up to keep us calm. They stayed with us until we were reassured that although this was pretty rare (only happens in 10% of children) that they
thought you would be fine and told us the steps to take if it happened again. I went to bed that night sobbing to your Dad that I wanted to put you in a bubble and keep anything bad from ever happening to your or your little sister. If I could stay with you your entire life and be your “shield” I would gladly do that and take any ounce of pain that might come your way, but I know that those are life lessons, and changing moments in peoples lives.

At the movies!

On the Wednesday that was your actual birthday daddy and I woke you up and took pictures of you before you were even awake in your room. This has sort of become a tradition. Then, we took you into the kitchen where I had made you pancakes with sprinkles and a candle. We sang you Happy Birthday and let you make a wish. Daddy had to go to work, but you and I made a day of it. First, we went to the theater and saw The Croods, we were the only two people in the theater and we sat really close so we could see all the action. You ate an ENTIRE movie theater sized hot dog with the bun, popcorn, and we drank lemonade. I had the most amazing time watching you watch the movie. You loved it. When daddy came home we went to Yogurtini, the frozen yogurt place by our home and had frozen yogurt with Uncle Jake and Aunt Gina.

You have grown into the best 3 year old I know and I cannot wait to see what this year holds for you. You are precious beyond words and I love you to the moon and back!

Did I ever mention that your definition of being “big” is being able to reach the Sixlets (candy on the high shelf) and being able to ride the school bus? I can’t wait to see what you think being “big” is next year.



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Gearing up.

I recently read an essay that a woman wrote about her first pregnancy and the things we forget about being a new mom.

“Can I see this little one?” said a smiling voice at my shoulder. I turned around so that the older woman behind me could peek at the tiny creature nestled against my poop-stained shirt. She sighed, looked deep into my bloodshot eyes, and asked, “Aren’t you just on cloud nine?”

I can remember people saying these type of things to me and feeling torn up because the response I wanted to give was, “No. Is that how I’m supposed to feel because right now I’m absolutely exhausted all he does is cry and eat and no one can help me feed him because he absolutely refuses to take a bottle. So, No, I’m not on cloud nine….Not even close.” Don’t get me wrong, I absolutely loved Emery with all of my heart, but being a first time mom was not “fun” like most people try to portray. 

I can remember feeling SO alone. At the time we had just moved back to Missouri with a 2 week old baby and didn’t have a place of our own yet because we were waiting to hear from a few jobs until we decided we were staying in Missouri. When Emery was about 2 1/2 months old we finally settled on a job and were able to get our own place. That helped in a sense that if Emery was up all night crying, which happened a lot,  the only people it was bothering was myself and my husband. 

For many other reasons I still felt quite alone. Being a stay at home mom for the first year of Emery’s life was the hardest job I had ever had in my life. My husband had something close to his dream job and was getting to interact with people all day long and I was at home, rarely getting to take a shower or have a moment to myself. When my husband would come home and tell me about his day and what he accomplished I thought to myself I didn’t even get laundry done or I’m still in the clothes I was wearing yesterday. 

I didn’t have anything interesting to say to my husband the only things in my repertoire were poop habits, if Emery took a nap, or what he had for lunch… 

Now I’m faced with going through this a second time, but a few things are different this time. I now know what to expect bringing home a newborn. I threw away my rose colored glasses. I have a toddler to chase after in edition to being at Cecilia’s beckon call. We do have our own place and a stable job going into this. I am staying home with my children this time around not because we moved too late in the hiring season to find an elementary teaching job for myself, but because we’ve decided that this is the best route for our family. 

I’m hoping that given what I know about bringing home a baby that I will be able to move through this transition with more fluidity. I do know that I have a soon to be 3 year old little boy that doesn’t need to see his mommy break down because his world is going to be turned upside down. I also feel like whether or not the first time was symptoms of PPD or just the newness and adjustment of being a new mother I am not afraid to ask for help. 

I am self admittedly too hard on myself. I have for some reason or another felt the need to be this “perfect mom” someone who feels like her kids need to be on their best behavior all the time and I realize that it’s too much. It’s hard for me to release control and go with the flow because I feel like I need to have a handle on what’s going on in my life. I used to feel like I was such an easy going person and that if you needed someone that was pretty laid back, I was your girl. I would be lying if I said that today. 

Children do something to you. For nine months you carry them with you and are able to keep them safe and dictate their every movements. Then, in the blink of an eye your baby is out in the world and it’s like your heart is on the outside of your body wandering around. It’s a very scary feeling. 

With all of this being said, I am very excited for this next chapter in our lives. Although Emery was a very fussy baby, he is a wonderful toddler, so very loving. I cannot imagine my life without him. I know Cecilia will be a wonderful addition to our family as well. 

I’ll leave a link to the essay I read that brought back so many memories that I hadn’t completely forgotten yet.


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Sweet dreams.

Last night around 11:00 Emery woke up pretty upset, in fact, I’m not even sure he had gone to sleep yet. I went in to try and soothe him and it was no use. He kept asking me to sleep in “daddy’s bed” and every time I asked him why he thought he needed to he responded with, “Because I’m crying.”

It’s been quite  awhile since he’s felt like he needed to sleep with us, although ever now and then before he gets into his own bed he asks if he can sleep in our bed and when we say ‘no’ he is perfectly content with that answer. Last night was the exception.

Emery asked for his daddy to come in and give him a hug and as soon as he saw Colby he started crying harder and asking, “Can I sleep in your bed?” Colby is a sucker for this and as I kept nudging him to tell him ‘no’ he would nudge me back because he was ready to cave. Eventually,  he ended up in our bed with the understanding that this was the ONLY night he could sleep with us and that tomorrow he had to be a big boy and sleep in his own big boy bed. Ha.

Colby carried him into our room and laid him next to me and as soon as he hit the bed his arms were around my neck telling me, “You’re the best mommy. You’re the best mom. We are best buddies.” I have to admit it was super sweet. It reminds me how far we’ve come. He’s not that squalling baby laying between us anymore. He’s a boy, a very sweet, manipulative boy.

We laid in bed for a good 20 minutes talking with him and asking him why he had been so upset. First, he told me that he was upset because of the smoke detector in his room. Recently he’s noticed this foreign thing on his ceiling and is convinced that it makes him sick, even though we continually tell him that it’s there to keep him safe.

At one point in the conversation he rolled over and looked at me with his hands on each side of my face and said, “I had a problem, it was an emergency. I was sad because I was worried about you.” I told him that little boys shouldn’t have to worry about their parents and it was our job to worry about him. He replies, “Mom, I’m a big boy it is my job.”

Excuse me, when did this happen? When did that little blob that cried all the time, never gave me any feedback as to what was wrong with him, or why he insisted on being up half the night, decide to grow up? Talk about tugging at the heart strings.

I went to bed so absolutely content with my life. I was very thankful that my husband was a sucker for Emery’s late night antics.

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Pregnancy thus far…35/35

Today marks the 35th week of pregnancy, which also means on paper I have 35 days left as well. We all know that is a fluke and Cecilia could make her debut whenever she feels like it. There have been several things different about this pregnancy than there were with my pregnancy with Emery.

  1. When I was pregnant with Emery I was sick for 3 months straight (morning, noon, and night). With this pregnancy, however, it wasn’t nearly as tough on me. I was still sick, but I had some medicine that seemed to help out a bit. 
  2. Last time I didn’t have a toddler to chase after all day long. After work I could just come home and put my feet up. Not so with this pregnancy, although I love it.
  3. My body has been MUCH more achy this pregnancy. I feel like an old lady and the pressure is HORRIBLE. 
  4. I feel much bigger this time around than I did with Emery (pretty sure it has something to do with all the biscuit and gravy cravings from McDonald’s…)
  5. My skin early on and even in the second trimester has been a lot worse this time. With Emery my skin was flawless…. Cecilia has taken that away from me this pregnancy. It’s much better now that we’re in the 3rd trimester though. 

I’m feeling much more prepared this go around knowing what to expect. It also helps to have our own place and not to be moving half-way across the country after this baby is born. *Sigh of relief.

Colby just accepted a new job within the Art Department right where he wants to be. I’m extremely happy for him and for our family because that means that we’ll get to stick around for quite awhile here with our families. It also means HOUSE HUNTING!

We’ve both been so excited looking online for a house, but its so scary at the same time!

Things are falling into place. 🙂

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Filling in the gaps. Almost 36 months!

Dear Emery Jack,

Here we are just 16 days before your third birthday and so much has happened since I’ve last posted, imagine that.

Christmas happened and that was really exciting. You were so excited when you woke up from your “big boy bed”, yes you’re sleeping in your own big boy bed and we haven’t had a single problem since we switched you over in January, we made sure that we had the camera ready when you walked into the living room. You barely finished opening one present before you were asking, “What’s next?!” After all the presents were open (Leap pad 2, art easel, lots of dinosaurs) your favorite thing was a $3.00 squishy angry bird that we put in your stocking. We lost it in the wrapping paper mess and you almost had a melt down while we were searching through the endless paper for it. We did find it and it’s still something that you insist on going to bed with every night.

Another wonderful thing we found out right before Christmas was that you were going to be getting a little SISTER! It was such a shock to your dad and me because there hasn’t been a little girl born on daddy’s side for 70+ years. I was particularly excited because I’ve always called you my favorite boy and the thought of not getting to say it anymore kind of made me sad. So, now I have a favorite boy and a favorite girl! It’s been quite the adjustment in our household all of the sweet little pink things floating about. You are so sweet and so excited to meet your baby sister and you tell us all the time that you love her and that she can share “Monnie” your blanket. Her name will be Cecilia Grace.

Here’s how we told you:


  • You are now potty trained and have been since February. We started working on this in January and you are doing amazing! NO MORE DIAPERS!! 
  • You sleep in your own bed and you do incredibly well. 
  • You know all of your colors, letters (even some lowercase), and your numbers to 10. You even know how to write the letters: I, H, J, X, O, V, Y, U. 
Funny/ Sweet things you’ve said: 
  • You walked out of the bathroom about a month ago and were clearly having an issue pulling up your pants and when I came to help you you told me, “Sometimes things are Wonderfully Complicated.”
  • I love you mama. That’s because you’re beautiful. 
  • Don’t ever ever let me go. 
  • You’re my bestest friend in the WHOLE WORLD. (except it sounds like wuld)
  • Catastrophe! 
  • Awww come on, I was only kidding!
  • Good-bye World. (When the sun was going down on one of our drives you started bawling and saying, “Good-bye, world!” I explained to you that just because the sun was going down didn’t mean the world was ending. 
  • Mama, do you know I love you?
  • I missed your sweet hugs and your sweet kiss.
This past Saturday, April 6th your Uncle Jake and Aunt Gina got married! You looked absolutely adorable in your tux dressed just like your handsome daddy. You wanted to dance with all the “Beautiful Ladies” and I’m pretty sure the feeling was mutual. 🙂
In a couple of weeks we are going to be celebrating your birthday with a Jake and the Neverland Pirate party. I can’t wait! You are super excited and we mailed out the invitations today. This is the last birthday you’ll have with it just being just the three of us. Next year at this time we’ll be planning a 4 year old birthday and a 1 year old birthday- I cannot believe it.
Daddy and I love you so much Emery Jack! You are the brightest, best boy we know and we cannot wait to see what the future holds for you. 
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Emery Jack is 2 1/2!! Month 30.

Dear Emery Jack,

Today you are 2 1/2 years old. Time flies my love. You are spending a few days at your Nana and Papaw Jennings’ house. I can’t actually hug you and give you love today, but I am absolutely sending sweet vibes your way. I told your Nana this morning to give you a 2 1/2 birthday kiss from me.

You are the absolute light of my life and I cannot imagine not having your sweet face around. I am always so happy to come into your room in the morning to snuggle you when you wake up and listen to your “dreams” you had that night. Your most recent dream that you told me about was walking to the park with Nana and reading books, “LOTS of books”. It amazes me that at 2.5 you are sharing with me the dreams you had the night before. Now, whether they’re truly dreams or just imagination working overtime we’ll never know, but either way it’s pretty great.

You don’t look thrilled, but I promise you love it!
My not so cowardly lion 🙂

This past month we went to a party thrown for your Great Gma Dot. Everyone got to dress up in costume and you dressed up as Mickey Mouse. You absolutely fell in love with the outfit when I took you to party city to decided on a costume. You decided early on that you wanted to be a pumpkin, but when you saw that it was possible for you to be Mickey Mouse you were sold. It is a very cute costume, it has ears, gloves, and a body suit. You are obsessed with the gloves, I even caught you eating your Cheez-its with your gloves on. A friend of ours also gave you a costume that her little boy grew out of it’s a lion. It is adorable! You tried it on a few days ago and it’s been really warm for this late in October you were sweating and I told you we needed to take it off. You had HUGE tears and said, “Please don’t take it off!” So you wore it for a few more minutes. 🙂

Lots of family on Nana Cookie’s side.

I love you to the moon and back!



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Month 29

Dear Emery Jack,

This past month has been a crazy one. I cannot believe we’re adding to the family and I must admit when I first found out that I was pregnant I was so happy, but a little piece of me was worried that you might feel like you were being left out. I never EVER want you to feel like you are less than amazing. You are the best thing that ever happened to your dad and I. Now we’re just adding another amazing person to our brood 🙂

A few days ago we were driving in the car with the windows down and you heard a little kid outside, you immediately yelled, “I hear the baby everybodies!” You also think that you have a baby in your belly which makes me laugh.

The sweetest kid I know. 

Another thing we tried this past month was gymnastics. You absolutely loved it, but since I’ve not been feeling well and we had been doing so much swimming we opted out of gymnastics until we slow down a little. I promise that we’ll soon get you into another program where you can jump to your hearts desire, “like Superman” as you would say. There are going to be so many doctor bills coming up and we just made the executive decision to wait until next Fall to begin something like that. By then you’ll be able to grasp the concept a little better and know that there are more things to it than bouncing, even though bouncing is why I like it too.

Sitting on your “spot” waiting patiently for your turn. 
“Look Mama I bouncing!”

I’ll leave you with a few things you’ve said to me this past month:

  • I went to get you in the morning after hearing you talking in your room this is what you told me, “Mama I was crying. (You were? Why were you crying?) Cause a ‘pider was talking to me. A ‘cary one. (A scary spider was talking to you? Was he nice?) Yaaaassss.”
  • “Thank you for sharing your apple juice with me. It makes me happy.”
  • “Welcome to Sodor!”
  • “No spider, NO don’t kickle (tickle) me!” — This one had me worried.
  • “I’m gonna save the day!”
There are, I’m sure, many more, but these stood out to me. 

I love you to the moon and back!



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Month 28- A little late…

Dear Emery Jack,

I’m going to quit explaining why I’m always late writing these posts… I’ve come to the conclusion that I’ll always be late 🙂

The past month has been a great one! You are such a talker. You would talk our ears off if we let you— most of the time you do. You are becoming so curious to how things work and how your actions effect things. The fact that I’m able to stay home with you still blows my mind because your daddy and I never thought one of us would be able to stay home with you. When I’m around you so often I don’t think I notice the changes as much as your grandparents might.

The past month you have grown up so much so that when I give you kisses after a nap or first thing in the morning you tell me, “No, Mama don’t kiss me.” or “No, Mama don’t hug me.” When did you become a teenager? Still, you always ask me to kiss your booboos if you get hurt and they normally make things all better.

Another crazy thing that happened this month was when daddy came home one night right before it was time for dinner and was hugging you and playing with you. When dinner was ready daddy picked you up off of his lap and somehow your little elbow popped out of place. We had no idea why you were crying- daddy wasn’t rough with you and he didn’t hear anything pop. We were so worried about you. I had to go get a scarf I had and wrapped it around your little body to hold your arm close to your it. We left the house immediately both of us feeling sick about it, our poor little baby was in so much pain and you kept asking me to kiss it. When we got to the hospital we kept having to explain what happened and eventually they decided it was your elbow (apparently it is extremely common in kids from 2 to 4 it’s called Nursemaid’s Elbow) You had to have x-rays and I couldn’t go in with you so daddy took you in and I could hear you screaming all the way out in the hallway where I was sitting. I so much hate to hear my baby cry, especially when you’re in pain. It was a really rough day, but really rough on your daddy, so I had to be the strong one and try to console both of my boys. After, we got the x-rays back they confirmed it was your elbow and the nurse began to try to pop your arm back in place. It broke our hearts. You were screaming and then you said something that broke my heart and made me laugh inside as well. You told the nurse as she was trying to pop your arm back into place to, “Don’t bite your friends.” This is something that we’ve been telling you to make sure you’re being a nice boy and I think you decided that since she was hurting you and you weren’t sure why to ‘not bite her friends’.  As soon as she had it in place you immediately started using it again and acted like you had never been in pain. You were a whole new boy! After we were done your Uncle Jake and Gina met us at the hospital and we went to dinner because our dinner was sitting on the kitchen table untouched.
Another new thing this month is lack of sleep. You have decided that you do not want to go to bed and you cry and cry and scream for us to hold you. It absolutely kills me to hear you. I normally put you to bed after we read a few books then I go take a shower so I don’t have to hear you so upset. You were pretty sick a few weeks ago and you slept in our bed for three or four days. Now, you think you need to be with us all the time. If you were a sound sleeper and didn’t roll and kick all through the night I may have considered it, but NO ONE sleeps when you’re in our bed. I am going to switch your bed into a toddler bed and pray that this makes you want to sleep in your own bed. 
You’ve also started trying to use the potty more. I’ve been a little lax on making you go on the potty, but when you ask to go then we’re in there right away! You have pooped on the potty the past few days. I have been giving you iced animal crackers with sprinkles if you go on the potty. You call them “Happy Birthday Crackers.” *but it sounds like- (Happy dirday tackers)
One more thing before I close this letter to you… Your daddy and I love you very much, we think you are an amazing little boy and we know you’re going to make an amazing big brother. You are going to have a sibling in May and the thought scares the hell out of me, but I know our love will grow. There are going to be so many things you’ll be able to teach your new little brother or sister and I know you’ll be wonderful in that role. You told me about a month ago that you wanted to have a little brother then said, “That would be fun, huh?!” 
It’s definitely going to be a crazy ride, but we’ll all get through it together and we’ll have another precious baby for it. 
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Month 25, 26, 27.

Dear Emery Jack,

I’ve been lacking on my timing and I hate that because I don’t want to miss writing down anything that has happened in the past few months, but at the same time I’m too busy living what’s going on to take time out to write about it. 🙂 I’ll try to sum up our past few months.

I’ve already blogged about May and June (we went to California in June) so I’ll begin with July.

July was a great month! You’ve been getting so big and continue to amaze your daddy and I daily. For the fourth of July we went to Aurora to spend it with Nana, Papa, Giddy, Maggie, Macee, Uncle Kyle, and Sissy(Aunt Stori). We went to our friends house in the country and had a wonderful BBQ at Charley and Britney’s. You had fun playing with all of Brayden’s cars and chasing around all the other kids at the house. When it started getting dark outside we decided we’d try out fireworks. I knew you weren’t going to be thrilled because Uncle Jake, Gina, you, and I went to see some fireworks in Republic earlier in the week and you squeezed me so hard and made me put my hands over your ears. For a brief moment I had you convinced that they were not scary and that in fact they were Angry Birds flying through the sky. It only fooled you long enough for you to point at them and laugh nervously before you buried your head in my arm pit.

So, needless to say, you spent the evening clinging to me and saying, “Go bye-bye.” over and over. At one point in the night I stood up and let go of you and you were stuck to me like a little spider monkey. It was time to go :).

That next weekend we spent with the Jennings’ side of your family. It was a pool party and you had such a great time. We played all afternoon in the pool and you were so wore out, but insisted it was time to go back in the pool.

Swimming lessons at the OCC

July also marked your first swimming lessons at the Ozark Community Center here in Ozark where we moved to. You went for two weeks M-TH from 11:00-11:30. You have really worked hard for Chelsea our swim instructor, but were very polite when you didn’t want to put your face in the water telling her, “No thank you.” She was impressed by how polite you were. We finished swim lessons two days ago and you’ve been asking about swimming every day since then. We did buy a family pass for the year at the OCC so we’ll be swimming all year round since it’s a heated indoor pool! Your daddy got to see you swim this past week since he’s done with work and you were so excited. We took you in the lazy river to work on your arm strokes and you said, as you were flailing your arms, “Look daddy I FWIMMIN!” You were so proud of yourself!

Yes Love, you’re number 1. 

Today is Maggie’s birthday party she turned six years old yesterday. I cannot believe that your Aunt Stori has a six year old. What’s harder to believe is that when you are six years old Maggie will be 10! Time goes by far too quickly.

Emery Jack, I love you to the moon and back!



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Happy 2nd Birthday to my Love.

Dear Emery Jack,

The past month has been a crazy one. We’ve managed to have your birthday party, I finished my last official day as a teacher, although I feel like I’ll always be a teacher at heart and I’ll always be teaching you.

We started off your birthday by singing as I got you up to go to daycare. I was devastated to
drop you off because I didn’t want to be away from you on your birthday. I took you to the grocery store early so we could have  doughnut holes and buy some treats to take to daycare so it could be a “special” day. You got to bring apples and watermelon. Miss Sharon said you all loved it. When I picked you up from daycare I asked you if you had a great birthday and you said, “YEAH!” We walked out of the daycare singing Happy Birthday. We went home and I made Rigatoni for dinner and your Nana, Papa, and Giddy came to dinner that night. Uncle Kyle, Aunt Stori, Maggie, and Macee came too. That night we all played in the backyard throwing the football and playing with the bouncy balls and bubbles. It was a wonderful day for your daddy and I because you were so happy. We love to see you laugh, you make us So incredibly happy and proud.

The following Saturday we had a train birthday party for you. You were so excited to get to open all of your gifts. All day long you were singing “Happy to you, Happy to YOU!” It is so wonderful to see you smile and be so happy. Your big gifts this year were things to ride on. We got your a cozy truck to drive around. You like to put your angry birds in the back with your trains and drive around the house. You also got a tricycle from Aunt Stori that you love to drive around. Your feet don’t reach the pedals, but you still love to scoot yourself around the house.

You are getting so big. This past month you’ve been singing “Twinkle, Twinkle”, The ABC’s when you get to QRS you skip to Y and Z. When I first heard you sing it by yourself I almost cried, when did you became such a big kid? You love to play with your angry birds and sometimes I worry that when you get older you’ll think anything that isn’t electronic is boring. I’ve cut you back on your technology for that reason, but also because I like to play with you and sometimes when you’re playing those games you tune everything else out including your mommy.

Our lives are about to change immensley due to the fact that you’ll be getting to stay home with me and I’m opening my own business. I hope this shows you that you can do anything. I went to school to be a teacher and since I’ve had you my eyes opened up to the parent side of teaching. It’s a little disheartening and I want to spend as much time with you as possible. I also will be working from home and it’s a huge leap of faith to go into business for yourself, but with the support of your daddy I know we’ll be just fine.

I love you to the moon and back, Emery.



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