I'm obviously not a great blogger...

I understand that I should be blogging more regularly about what is going on here in crazy-town, but during Emerson's now dwindling nap {I thought toddlers weren't supposed to drop the nap until at least 2.5yrs old...not 17mos.!!!!!} I usually accomplish my best house-cleaning, laundry-folding, or dinner-prep so, blogging is something I assure myself that I will look into once Emerson is down for the night. After "read-book", "pwray-pwray" and singing her a song, I exit her room, wiped-out and blogging is the last thought in my head. Cliff's-notes had the best idea ever...now if only I could pay him to write the key-points for my life, I would be able to post daily. Then there is also the issue of my abilities with Photoshop and Illustrator. Going to art school was a blessing and a curse of feeding into my perfectionistic tendencies...I can't ever post a picture that hasn't been run through the gauntlet of design tools at my fingertips on programs that are only a click-away and an hour later, I find that one-click of quick edits became an intensified, self-imposed test of my skill in photo enhancement. What follows, are the Whit's-notes of the key points from the past 6 months of our lives...
In July, we purchased Emerson's first groupon! Dan landed-on an AMAZING groupon for Emerson's first cake-eating experience for her birthday. e&bphotography {website: enbphotos.com} photographed the event and we had a great time! They were amazing to work with.

August was filled with swimming in Grandpa's pool. It brought back great memories for Grandpa of when Dan was little and swimming in their pool. Emme has grandpa wrapped around her finger. Tim {Grandpa/Papa} often invites Grandma Lynch {Great Grandma Lynch to Emme} when we come over and it is fun to see the generations of the Lynch family together and see them interact.

In September, we discovered that Emerson LOVES make-up!!!! She will turn almost everything into a make-up brush and search frantically for an available cheek to rub said "make-up brush" on. She is such a girly-girl! She loves sparkles and jewels, and she doesn't particularly like any texture on her hands that "shouldn't be there" according her her larger than life personality that is stuffed into a tiny body. She LOVES to dig in the dirt and the sand, she rivals most geologists with her love of rocks and could possibly become a dentist with her fascination of teeth {sometimes I feel like a monkey with her no-back-down policy on touching my teeth and making sure they are all accounted for}

Halloween started-out a no-brainer "Olivia the pig" Emerson's favorite books! We read them daily, we have a plush Olivia doll who receives more hugs per day from Emerson than I do, I have a fabric panel with a roughly 3ft. drawing of Olivia on it that Emme forcefully requests that I hang over the back of her highchair so she can give Olivia a hug {which, bytheway, I am turning into a 3ft. pillow shaped like Olivia for Emme for Christmas so she can hug something with more depth}. Then I hummed and hawed over whether or not I should make something more clever and less predictable, so 2 days before Halloween, Emme's Olivia costume was created and she was so happy to wear an 'Olivia' dress that I knew I made the right choice.

For November, "Whit's-notes" brings us Aunt Mallory and Uncle Jordan's wedding. Emme was so excited to have family around that she couldn't contain herself. Every time family members {other than her parents} walked through the front door, she ran screaming for a few steps, stopped abruptly and began to 'break-dance'...it was entertaining. She literally spun to the ground because she couldn't contain her emotions. After the reception, Emme began playing with the cake-toppers I made of Mallory and Jordan {we refer to them as baby Mallory and baby Jordan because of their size}. So Emme carries around 'baby Mallory' and 'baby Jordan' around the house. The figurines made it into her crib at one point. So, being that I strive for complete and total 'Martha-ness', I went back to the Etsy shop that I bought the blank wooden cake-toppers from and purchased enough to paint baby: Nana {my mom}, Gigi {Dan's mom}, Papa {Dan's dad), mama {me}, daddy {Dan}, Matt, and Sarah to add to our collection of painted baby family members. I don't have them finished yet. Hopefully soon.

I've caught up! and this post only took me...longer than I want to admit. So, hopefully I'll keep on top of things hahahahahahahahahahaha and I'll post Christmas pictures within one month of taking them hahahahahahahahahaha! We'll see.

One Fun-Filled Week of Walking

Emme started fully walking last Thursday, June 16th, 2011. Beforehand she would just take 5 steps at a time here or there and mostly once in a while {not every day}. But last Thursday, she spent 45 minutes of dedicated walking around the house before I realized she wasn't going back to crawling and I couldn't be happier! I love her new found freedom. She is confident and inquisitive and hilarious to watch! Her first words are being rattled off constantly and on a daily basis: 'daddy' {WOW does she know who that is!} and 'baby' {she is completely ENAMORED with other babies}! I can't believe she'll be 1 on July 2nd. I've never had a year breeze by so quickly.

Yes... I Understand That It's May

Yes...Yes...It's May and Easter was in April...
Lindt Chocolatiers not only know what they're doing with chocolate, but apparently with the gold wrapping that surrounds their signature Easter bunny. Emerson had that thing in her mouth for quite a while and no foil deteriorated or ripped off! I was impressed.

Can I Just Pay to Have the House Baby-Proofed?

I have to say... I love this age in "baby-land" but I wish I could pay someone to follow me around the house and baby-proof things as we find the weak-points in our ever-changing fortress of Emme-protection. She is such a riot! And she finds every speck of anything to put in her mouth to eat...and she likes to lick the door-jams...and lie in my arms before her nap while wielding a wooden spoon she waves around furiously in helicopter fashion until sleep begins to overpower her and her arm slowly runs out of gas {or whatever it is helicopters run on}. Emme's lips are in never-ending 'raspberry-mode' and her legs are always on the go. She is a dare-devil in true-form as Dan tosses her high in the air and catches her repeatedly or while I hold her upside down by her ankles, swinging her back and forth as she laughs hysterically. That's my little Emerson Marie. Already dreaming big!

I don't get it

So, I don't understand how moms have time to blog! I really and truly don't. Each day that passes me by, I have intentions of simply getting around to the thought... just the thought of remembering that I have a blog, let alone time to sit down in front of my computer and load pictures from our camera to the computer and then wait somewhat patiently {mostly not} while they upload to blogspot and post. All this is to introduce the montage I call-
"Cliff's Notes to Emerson's life: comprising Halloween 2010 through March 2011"