Category Archives: Emma
Emma’s busy getting ready for her dance and gymnastics recitals this weekend.
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Friday night was our town’s annual “Festival of the Horse” parade. Emma and Ethan’s school had several floats in the parade, and they were supposed to be dressed up as princesses and knights in shining armor. Ethan wore his “Peter Pan” outfit because it was the only costume we had for him, but Emma (of course) had a princess gown.
And Aunt Paulie, Uncle Ben, and Cousin Mason arrived just in time for Paulie and Mason to jump onto the float as the parade was starting.
We tried to go to one of the local orchards today, but we didn’t get there until after they’d closed. So, we went to one of the elementary schools and played on the playground.
Ethan did his impression of the Six Million Dollar Boy.
Emma’s hair got a lot of static electricity from the slides.
We all had a great time.
A friend recently camped out with his kids, and it inspired me to do the same. Since the only flat spot we have in our yard is in the front, and since I was afraid Ethan would go exploring once he was sure I was asleep, we opted to camp inside this first time.
I set the tent up Friday night while Ash got the kids ready for bed. Then instead of putting them in bed, she brought them down to sleep in the tent with Daddy. They were very surprised, and Ethan was very excited. Emma wanted Mommy to join us, but eventually warmed up to the idea.
Now that we’ve done it once, they both want to do it every night. Daddy, however, realized that he’s getting very, very old. I’ve been paying for sleeping on that hard floor all weekend!
Emma’s had some real gems lately…
During our Disney World vacation, we spent an evening at one of the pools at the resort. There was a little girl named Ashland (around eight or nine years old) who was hanging out with Emma. I overheard a portion of their conversation:
Ashland: “We’re staying here for two months.”
Emma: “My parents don’t have very much money.”
Keep in mind…we stayed for eight days, a pretty good vacation, if you ask me!
Early in the week, Emma heard us telling someone that the last time we were in Disney World was our honeymoon, eleven years ago. On Friday or Saturday, we were on the bus to Disney’s Hollywood Studios, and a nice lady struck up a conversation with Emma.
Lady: “Is this your first time in Disney World?”
Emma: “Yes. We usually come every eleven years, or so.”
Earlier this week, Emma and I were driving home and she said something that made me laugh.
Me: “You’re cute.”
Emma: “You’re cuter.”
Me: “Well, thanks, honey.”
Emma: “Yeah, I may be funnier, but you’re cuter.”