Here are some photos of Emma eating. They say far more than I could have in my previous posting. Now she won’t even let the stuff touch her lips.There are also some photos of Emma with Bubbe and GG at Morningside Manor, where The Bubbster now lives. And I had to throw in one photo of a door down the hall from Bubbe’s room. It was just too funny, and interestingly, signs like that aren’t an uncommon sight there…
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Emma is rapidly closing in on her six-month birthday (in three days, to be exact), and we’ve only just reached a major reality check.
What was this awesome event, you ask?
We had to purchase our very first package of diapers. For those of you who missed one of this blog’s early postings, wherein we explored the seemingly infinite number of diapers we’d received from a ‘diapers and wipes shower, READ IT HERE. Or, here’s the short version: we received 1,500 diapers.
And the reality check: We’ve finally used up those 1,500 diapers and are now buying them on our own. Interestingly, the economy of scale doesn’t pan out for diapers. You’d think buying the largest box would be most cost effective. But it’s not. The “large box” is more economical than the “jumbo box.” Go figure…
In other news, we gave Emma her first “food” yesterday. I’d wanted to start her on something fun, like pureed bananas, but I lost that debate and we went with the rice cereal. And for those of you who don’t have little ones or don’t remember the stuff when you did, it’s not like Rice Crispies (my original image when Ashley first said “rice cereal”). It’s this nasty, tasteless paste that I refused to taste (though Ashley was brave enough to).
Emma seemed to enjoy it — at first. But now I think she liked the idea of using a spoon far more than actually eating what was on it. Most of the couple tablespoons of mush ended up everywhere except in her mouth. It was on her hands, and mine. It was in her hair, on her chin, dripping into the creases of her neck. It was on the handle of the spoon, on the backside of the bowl.
Tonight, we gave it another shot. The novelty of the spoon, apparently, had worn off. She pursed her lips and then expectorated the mush down her chin and onto her dress. She was not having it. At all. As I write this, Ashley and I have yet to discuss whether we soldier on with the rice cereal for the week and then try something new, or make the switch now. Perhaps we’ll give it one more go, but I think that Emma inherited my palate — I keep telling Ashley that I can turn that mush into something Emma actually would like. It’ll just take a pinch (or BAM!) of garlic powder, a little salt and pepper, perhaps a dash of paprika, but I think we’ll have to wait a few more months before the Little One gets to have any seasoning…
Yesterday, Honey, Momma and I went to Sears in the Longview Mall and had portraits of Emma taken. In this New World where technology abounds, you no longer have to call Sears to order your own copies. You can do it all from your computer.
We’ve uploaded all the files to our online photo album (just like the Picasa slide shows you’ve seen here), and you can order direct from three companies — Shutterfly, Photoworks or Snapfish. Alternatively, you can download the images onto your computer and then either upload them to your favorite printer (such as Ritzpix or Walgreens) or you can put them on a disk and take them to be printed.
Our only suggestion is to have them printed in a matte finish. They’ll look much better in matte than in glossy.
If you want to order direct, CLICK HERE to go to the Picasa Web Album. On the little bar of options directly above the photos, click on “Order Prints” and select the photos you want by removing the ones you don’t. Then once you select a print provider, the images you want will go to that Web site automatically. Once you’re at the print provider site, select matte finish (on at least two of the three providers’ sites, you have to first click on “more print sizes” to see the matte option). Choose the size and number of prints you want, and check out.
If you need any help, just let me know!
So, I know y’all have probably gotten used to the little slide shows that are embedded in this site. But we’re in Marshall right now and I can’t post photos the way I typically do, so I’m trying a new program that creates slide shows. I can’t get it to embed here, so you’re going to have to CLICK HERE to see the new photos. Enjoy!
If you think this new format is better than the embedded shows, let me know. If you hate it, let me know — either post a comment or send me an e-mail to josh_baugh at yahoo dot com.
I know it’s only going to get better.
But I can’t get over how amazing it is to watch Emma play, or “get to work” in her UFO. There’s a wonderful intensity in her eyes as she pushes and pulls on the appendages sticking out of the saucer. She tugs and twists them, determined to master what sits before her.
The Little One’s awareness is also quickly developing — she knows when someone enters the room and she quickly spins around when she hears a familiar voice. Her smile is captivating and hearing her laugh congers a feeling of pure joy.
She’s taken to Berkeley and Greta, reaching for them when they come over to say hi. Her hands reach out and she feels their fur, scratching their backs and tugging on their ears. She loves cold bottles and wants to see and feel everything around her. My hair often becomes a rope for her to tug on and dangling earrings catch her eye (and you’d better watch out if they’re within her grasp!).
My friends who were parents long before I had told me that there was no way to describe the joy of parenthood. And I think they’re dead-on.
Even for someone who gets paid to write, I can’t possibly capture with words my love for Emma, how she makes me feel after a long day’s work or how I melt when she smiles and laughs.
Today was Emma’s second trip to the swimming pool. This time, she was much more prepared for her little adventure — with a sun hat, shades, and a two-piece suit. As we walked into the JCC, she got lots of compliments on her attire — specifically the sunglasses. Thanks Honey!!!
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The Life of Emma
