Peek-a-boo!

This weekend, we were waiting forever at the pharmacy for Emmie's presciption and she amused herself by learning to play peek-a-boo.

Why is she on medicine again, you might be asking yourself. The answer would be because she has her second double ear infection in the last three weeks. I suspected this one after the snotty nose became green-tinged, the low-grade fever stuck around and she was awake 6-7 times per night, including an hour-long screamfest at 3 a.m. on Friday night.

The doctor said if she has one more ear infection before February, we'll probably get a referral to an ENT. Of course we will, because this poor kid hasn't been through enough in the last 11 months. Of course she'll get tubes too. Par for the course around here.

Anyway, here's the sicky demonstrating her newfound skillz.

Aaaand, we're mobile

I am not ready for this.

In the space of 15 minutes tonight, Emmie learned to crawl and pull herself to standing. ON HER EXERSAUCER. Which she promptly let go of and fell right on her fool head. There was much crying, some of it mine, lamenting the loss of everything I held dear to me, such as having one child who could not get away from me.

She's fussy, but damn it, she was going to pound out some tunes on that baby grand come hell or high water in this example.

So happy together

On our recent vacation to the North Woods, one in which we saw an actual BEAR run across the road in front of us, Jack and Emmie spent some time playing together.

I managed to get their antics on camera. From her reaction, you can tell how much she adores him. I think he's starting to dig her, too.

Rounding third, heading for home

We spent our Mother's Day at the Brewers/Cardinals game in Milwaukee, where Jack got to run the bases. I think he runs better than Albert Pujols right now.

You Are My Sunshine

He's the next American Idol, mark my words.

The promised veggie video

I am back from San Francisco and had a great weekend. Apparently, so did Josh and the kids. I arrived home to find Josh sitting on the couch with a sparkling clean house, freshly scrubbed floors and all the laundry for the four of us washed and folded. Can I go away every weekend?

Josh promised some video of Jack eating his veggies, so without further ado...