Two Little Hands

Little babies are born with little control over their little limbs, it is a great accomplishment just to get their fist into their mouths. Then, they grow a little bigger and are scooting around on the floor able to pick up the smallest speck of dirt or crumb and put that in their mouths. Well, my baby has crossed another milestone and can string beads, so I guess she is probably not a baby anymore.

She can do a lot of little girl things. She is so polite, with a "thantuoo" at every turn. She loves to try and dress herself and when she succeeds she does the "Dora Dance," "I did it, I did it, yea!!" She consistently eats three helping of cereal each morning. She loves to tell "knock-knock" jokes. The opening line is the funniest to her. She loves her sister Ellie and cries for her anytime we go anywhere without her. She loves to talk on the phone to daddy and tell him she is "fine" and "I luvuoo." She likes to look at books in bed before her nap.

And she is too big for her crib. After spending four nights in a different bed while Adam's family was visiting there was no returning to the cage. She has claimed the other twin bed in Ellie's room as hers and has loved every minute of it.

I loved my baby Emma, but I have a feeling that "little girl" Emma will be just as fun.