I have found my life's philosophy doppleganger!
I was researching birthday party ideas for Emma's 2nd birthday (yes, I KNOW that her birthday isn't until October... yes, I KNOW that it is still June!), and stumbled upon another mom's blog. Here is a snippet that reminds me strangely of myself... in fact, when I read it to Clinton, he asked "did you write that?"
"I love taking photos.
I want a super-cool camera with a huge lens.
I love scrapbooking. However, I have only completed THREE albums in my whole life.
I love crafting....
I think Martha Stewart is a goddess.
I love to cook. I love to bake. I love being in the kitchen.
But I absolutely hate to clean up the mess. The joys of a home cook.
And in between making time for all those things, I am trying to keep our home full of love!"
Check out her blog! http://domesticallydevon.blogspot.com/
Tuesday, June 29, 2010
Saturday, June 26, 2010
Bogata Rodeo and Frontier Day
The Bogata Rodeo
The Bogata Rodeo is a big deal around here. The whole town goes crazy, or so it seems. Last night, Clinton and I took Emma to her FIRST Bogata Rodeo. I don't know why I was so excited to take her, well yes I do. I was really excited because the rodeo was always THE event of the summer when I was little. So this year, I got to take my little girl for the first time! It was Pink Night, so I had Emma a pink shirt made just for the event that said "Peace, Love, & Spurs"... it was going to say "Peace, Love, & Cowboys", but Emma's Daddy wouldn't have liked that too much! It was a nice night, not too crowded and not too hot. Emma loved to watch the horses and cows, but when her Aunt Carla tried to get her to ride with her, she clung to her Daddy for dear life! During the Muttin' Bustin', she kept calling out "Sheep, sheep!" She sat with her Memaw for most of the night, but I don't think Memaw really minded all that much. In fact, when we tried to leave early, she wasn't having it. Em wasn't all that interested in the clown, although we thought he was funny. At least, she didn't cry when he made loud noises! When Memaw finally let us go home, Emma was exhausted!
Frontier Day
Emma got to go to Frontier Day for the first time this year, also. She had a big day. She wore a shirt that said "Rootin' Tootin' Turtle Racin' Cowgirl", but she didn't have a turtle for the race. We are apparently not very good turtle hunters or the turtles saw us coming and hid. When we got to the community center, she headed straight for the balloons! Emma watched the turtle races with Kendra and Chance, who is home on leave before being deployed to South America. Then she walked on the bridge with Aunt Evie. She was so intrigued by the water! Emma got to swing for a little bit, but the swing was too short and she could stand up, so it wasn't that much fun! She also walked around with Mamou before watching Evie and I take on Clinton and Cody in the Egg Toss. We didn't last long, I dropped our egg (but as you can see from the picture below, Clinton might have bumped into me...what do you think?). Clinton and Cody were serious about their throwing stance, but they didn't win either!
Tuesday, June 22, 2010
Cooler Days
It's really hot here in Texas. The thermometer hovers around 100 degrees and I begin to perspire just by walking out of the door. This has me not exactly wishing for but... thinking of cooler days. One day in particular comes to mind.
[Since at the time, I was being a naughty blogger (ok, just a lazy one), and didn't post then, I will write about it now.]
We had like a foot of snow! Here! In northeast Texas! That is just unheard of! It really is.
We tried to stand Emma up in a "shallow" spot...
Down she went...
Not happy!
Now the snow is long gone, and its hot again. *Sigh*
[Since at the time, I was being a naughty blogger (ok, just a lazy one), and didn't post then, I will write about it now.]
We had like a foot of snow! Here! In northeast Texas! That is just unheard of! It really is.
We tried to stand Emma up in a "shallow" spot...
Down she went...
Not happy!
Now the snow is long gone, and its hot again. *Sigh*
Friday, June 18, 2010
Maters!
Sometimes Emma does things where I will just look at her and say, that is SO my child... sometimes I look at her and say, that is SO Clinton's child, BUT...
She loves tomatoes!
Clinton and I do NOT!
No lie- have a bowl filled with strawberries, blueberries, raspberries, and tomatoes; Emma will pick the tomatoes out first.
Whenever I open the fridge, she pokes her head in to see what she can find. Here is where she grabbed her yellow cherry maters and ran off with them before I knew it... this is what I caught her doing a few minutes later...yes that is a whole one stuffed in her cheek! lol!
Thursday, June 17, 2010
It's not really a good idea to force a week long vacation on your toddler!
Clinton and I thought it would be ok. Really, we were hoping. We decided to take a week long trip to Louisiana, visit Aunt Terri and Uncle Mike, go to New Orleans, and culminate the week with a big ol' Hanna Family Reunion/ Crawfish Boil.
Note: I warned Terri about letting us stay with them. I mean, I LOVE Emma, but she can be a handful (really an armful).
It started out good! On Sunday, Emma was wonderful on the drive down. She did fine the first night and the next day driving around Sorrento with Uncle Nell visiting the sites of "the good ol' days". The first sign of trouble started at Houmas House Plantation. Emma loved running around under the oaks on the huge lawn, but did not care for the guided tour. (I enjoyed it very much, once Clinton took Emma back outside.) We visited Mike the Tiger at LSU and ran up the Indian Mounds on Tuesday, then we drove on down to New Orleans. Em was great walking around the French Quarter. She even let us enjoy a meal at Landry's Seafood. That evening, though, she started to get cranky. After dessert at Cafe Du Monde, we decided to call it a night. Wednesday was spent at the New Orleans Zoo and Aquarium. Poor little Emma liked to see the animals, but just wasn't her normal outgoing self. That night is where Clinton and I really messed up. We took her to one of our favorite restaurants in New Orleans, Mr. B's Bistro. We dressed her up and just waltzed in there. We didn't even get our appetizer before things started going bad. We pacified her for a little while with ice and bread (of all things), but by the time our, oh so delicious, entrees arrived, she was in full blown fit mode. Finally, the meal was over (we had them wrap our ice cream dessert to go. I know! Crazy, right?). We couldn't even face another night, so we headed back to Baton Rouge. On Thursday, we decided to stick around Baton Rouge and give Emma a break. I could tell she wasn't feeling too good by now. That evening, Clinton went to an LSU baseball game with his cousins, Duane and James. While he was gone, Terri wanted to take us to the mall to let Em ride the Carousel. Emma was acting better, so off we went. We stopped off at the food court to grab some supper, and before we could even sit down with our food... Emma barfed all over herself. So there I was, white-trash Mama, toting her shirtless baby through mall. We got Emma home and put her to bed. She seemed better the next morning, Friday, and the rest of the gang had arrived, so the afternoon was spent visiting St. Francisville and the haunted plantation The Myrtles with Ricky, Sherri, Cody, Lynnann, Libby, and Terri. Again, Emma wasn't so into the guided tour! We all loaded into Fleur De Lis for some great pizza and Emma did great. She did have Evie, Cailie, Chelsea, Kim, Lynnann, and Libby to distract her, though! Saturday was spent in preparation for the crawfish boil. Emma was being so wild and cranky! I had just about had all I could take! Even when all the family and guests arrived, she was NOT on her best behavior. Clinton and I just had to keep saying "she's not normally like this". The crawfish boil was great, Terri and Mike outdid themselves, but once it was over, I put Emma down! On Sunday, it was time to go home. Emma did great again in the car. I think she was just relieved to be headed home. The very next day, Emma was more like her old self. I took her to the doctor a couple of days later and she had tonsillitis! Poor thing can't catch a break! Every time we try to take her somewhere special, she gets sick!
BTW- THANK YOU SO MUCH TERRI AND MIKE! WE LOVE YOU!
The next post will be some pics of the trip! Enjoy!
Note: I warned Terri about letting us stay with them. I mean, I LOVE Emma, but she can be a handful (really an armful).
It started out good! On Sunday, Emma was wonderful on the drive down. She did fine the first night and the next day driving around Sorrento with Uncle Nell visiting the sites of "the good ol' days". The first sign of trouble started at Houmas House Plantation. Emma loved running around under the oaks on the huge lawn, but did not care for the guided tour. (I enjoyed it very much, once Clinton took Emma back outside.) We visited Mike the Tiger at LSU and ran up the Indian Mounds on Tuesday, then we drove on down to New Orleans. Em was great walking around the French Quarter. She even let us enjoy a meal at Landry's Seafood. That evening, though, she started to get cranky. After dessert at Cafe Du Monde, we decided to call it a night. Wednesday was spent at the New Orleans Zoo and Aquarium. Poor little Emma liked to see the animals, but just wasn't her normal outgoing self. That night is where Clinton and I really messed up. We took her to one of our favorite restaurants in New Orleans, Mr. B's Bistro. We dressed her up and just waltzed in there. We didn't even get our appetizer before things started going bad. We pacified her for a little while with ice and bread (of all things), but by the time our, oh so delicious, entrees arrived, she was in full blown fit mode. Finally, the meal was over (we had them wrap our ice cream dessert to go. I know! Crazy, right?). We couldn't even face another night, so we headed back to Baton Rouge. On Thursday, we decided to stick around Baton Rouge and give Emma a break. I could tell she wasn't feeling too good by now. That evening, Clinton went to an LSU baseball game with his cousins, Duane and James. While he was gone, Terri wanted to take us to the mall to let Em ride the Carousel. Emma was acting better, so off we went. We stopped off at the food court to grab some supper, and before we could even sit down with our food... Emma barfed all over herself. So there I was, white-trash Mama, toting her shirtless baby through mall. We got Emma home and put her to bed. She seemed better the next morning, Friday, and the rest of the gang had arrived, so the afternoon was spent visiting St. Francisville and the haunted plantation The Myrtles with Ricky, Sherri, Cody, Lynnann, Libby, and Terri. Again, Emma wasn't so into the guided tour! We all loaded into Fleur De Lis for some great pizza and Emma did great. She did have Evie, Cailie, Chelsea, Kim, Lynnann, and Libby to distract her, though! Saturday was spent in preparation for the crawfish boil. Emma was being so wild and cranky! I had just about had all I could take! Even when all the family and guests arrived, she was NOT on her best behavior. Clinton and I just had to keep saying "she's not normally like this". The crawfish boil was great, Terri and Mike outdid themselves, but once it was over, I put Emma down! On Sunday, it was time to go home. Emma did great again in the car. I think she was just relieved to be headed home. The very next day, Emma was more like her old self. I took her to the doctor a couple of days later and she had tonsillitis! Poor thing can't catch a break! Every time we try to take her somewhere special, she gets sick!
BTW- THANK YOU SO MUCH TERRI AND MIKE! WE LOVE YOU!
The next post will be some pics of the trip! Enjoy!
Its been awhile...
since I last posted. I don't know what to say but...hmmm... life with Emma got in the way of "Life with Emma". So sorry. I'm going to try much harder to keep up!
Some things have changed...
Emma is now 19 months old. She is a little spit-fire! I am now a stay-at-home mama. Emma and I are loving our time together. Clinton is now sole-provider for us, and he's enjoying having us around more (and having more home-cooked suppers). So now that things are brought more up to speed, I'll leave you with a few pictures of Emma from the beginning of summer. (Photos by Jill Ross)
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