Emersonisms IV

We walk out of a restaurant into the wind and she grabs on to her bow and holds it to her head saying, “It hurts my bow! Hold on tight, bow!!!”

model status.

model status.

A few flies made their way into our house one night while eating dinner and Matt got the fly swatter out. As Matt’s swatting at them, Emmy exclaims, “That bug’s been naughty!”

It's a good thing this hat broke because she wasn't taking it off for anything.

It’s a good thing this hat broke because she wasn’t taking it off for anything.

Before leaving the house I noticed Emmy had some yogurt on her shirt so I said, “let’s take your shirt off”. I cracked up when her response was to hold her shirt down and say in a pleading voice, “But, it’s pretty!”

On our way home from church she emptied her water into her cup-holder and proceeded to drink it with her hands while simultaneously soaking herself and the entire car.

On our way home from church she emptied her water into her cup-holder and proceeded to drink it with her hands while simultaneously soaking herself and the entire car.

On our way home from running errands we were getting close to our neighborhood when Emmy yelled, “Go faster car! Faster, faster, toward DADDY!” So precious.

A serious case of bed-head.

A serious case of bed-head.

While hanging out in the backyard at Angie’s house the other night, Emmy pointed out the moon to me. Later that night we were driving home and she stares out the window and asks, “Where’d the moon go mommy?” I said, “I don’t know Emmy. I don’t see it. Where is it?” She says very matter-of-fact like, “It’s at Angie’s house”. Duh! πŸ˜‰

Seeing the moon is a new surprise every night.

Seeing the moon is a new surprise every night.

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