Halloween was pretty laid back in the Kirkham House. We had a busy day getting Grandma and Grandpa home safely and then Emmi came down with a fever. We laid around trying to decide whether or not we should go to the ward Trunk or Treat. We decided to go.
Commence mammoth melt down over just the THOUGHT of wearing the Halloween costume we bought for Emmi. (I returned it to Old Navy today) We wiped her tears and hugged her close and said "what do you want to wear to the party". With a smile from ear to ear and gleaming eyes she said "Be Princess Emmi!?" Princess Emmi she was. We draped her with all of her princess birthday presents (shoes, necklaces, beautiful purple outfit, crown, and wand). She was in heaven.
We didn't stay for the actual trunk or treating because the party was running late. We let Emmi have one piece of candy on the way home and she exclaimed "Fun Birthday Party! Thanks Mom!". Exactly Emmi. We get Halloween about as much as Emmi gets Halloween.
October was a big month for us! We had Jake's older brother JJ living with us and then Jake's mom was able to come and visit for a week, and then a week later my parents came. I feel like we have been opening presents for Emmi all month because of all of the visitors.
Grandma Kathi slept in Emmi's closet because of lack of sleeping space, but don't you worry... Emmi was happy to find a grandma sleeping in her closet every morning. Emmi calls her "Grandma Kaffi" and she loved every bit of her. She loved the way Grandma Kaffi smelled (it really is so yummy!) and all of her curly locks. We opened presents the last night Kathi was here for Emmi's birthday and Emmi was in heaven. A zoo pass, coloring books, church quiet toys (by parent request) and the most yummy hug! Thanks Grandma Kaffi for loving our little pumpkin!
Emory's actual birthday was on a Sunday...aka NO TIME TO CELEBRATE.
We were able to give her the day she rightfully deserved on Friday Oct 29. It was perfectly Pinkalicious in every way. Emory's grandma and grandpa came all the way from CA for the big day!
We took Emory to the zoo, took long naps, opened presents, ate pinkalicious cupcakes (homemade by her dad!) and celebrated with friends at Felinis. Emory couldn't have been happier when she went to bed that night dressed in all her birthday loot. (Pinkalicious shoes, necklaces, crown, earrings, and wand).
From the way you say "hipopamamus" to watching you figure out how to jump on two feet and actually get off the ground. We love the way you yell "Mom where are you?" when you can't findme and we love when you give us the best loves in the world. We just love love love you.
Tonight I pulled out my most favorite picture book to read to Emory. As I was reading a stream of tears started running down my face. I couldn't even read the words on the page without balling. Emory kept hugging me and turning around to see what in the world was going on. Mostly I am pregnant, but I'm also realizing how much I need the life I have.
If you want to have a good cry... read this book. Make sure to grab a box of tissues.
Today we went to the grocery store. Emory was doing such a great job helping me count the apples to put in the bag and chucking other items into the cart upon my request. Awesome grocery store buddy indeed. We were rounding the corner and going towards the check out line when someone stopped me..."I love your hair! Where do you get it cut? Oh and look how beautiful your daughter is." I smiled and took the well needed compliment. Nice to know even strangers think we don't look as bedraggled as we feel sometimes.
THEN. I put all my groceries on the conveyer and Emory is quietly playing with the buttons on the credit card machine when the clerk says to Emory "Well oh my goodness. Whats your name little girl?"
Emory looked up at the clerk and said "Emry Kirkum" with much pride. (my heart was just melting seeing her say her full name)
Clerk said "Oh girl! You must look just like your daddy because you got NONE of your mommy in you. What a damn shame"
In my head I was like "WTF!". Are you telling me I'm ugly or that my kid is ugly, or that my husband is ugly. OR that my kid looks like a boy. Really lady? REALLY!
I smiled at the clerk and said "Yes she is all her daddy. Beautiful blue eyes and all."
The clerk says "Well its just a shame she got none of you in her. Just a shame." Profusely shaking her head all the while.
Not knowing what the heck to say to this woman (who btw broke one of my eggs), I said "well I'm pregnant with our son and maybe he'll have a glimmer of his mama in him"
Clerk says "Oh maybe, but you're lost on this child"
A quick sign of the reciept and shove the cart away as fast as possible.
I heard you the first time. The nerve!
For the picture only readers...
Emory feels the need to make herself look like a car crash victim when she eats PB&J.
With the another baby on his way I find myself quietly longing for this....
I vividly remember how chilly it was and how I was so worried Emory was cold. In all seriousness Emory was positively roasting in the pile of blankets I wrapped around her. I remember how she smelled and I remember just pouring over her cheeks and wishing I could just mum on them all day long. I am really looking forward to snuggling my little boy. The love a mother has for her daughter is breathtaking. I want her to be strong, smart, independent, beautiful and to love every minute of life. But the love I am starting to feel for this little boy is so very very different. Hope hes a snuggler like Emory is. I really really hope so!
Name suggestions. I'm completely set but Jake and I are feeling two different names. Anything just jump out to you as a good solid Kirkham name?
April: Trip to Destin Fl with the fam. AMAZING! Finals for Jake. Katie turned 24. Married for 4 years. No time to celebrate. Emmi went to Nursery!! Did I mention Emmi went to nursery?
May: Finals O-V-E-R. The butchering of my hair followed by the worst color I've ever seen! Trip to Utah for Paul's wedding! I forgot my camera and did not take a single picture...secretly though I could not bare to document my hair. "STAYcation" with Jake and Emory when we got home before work started for Jake. Swim class for Emory. She loves this! I'm in the Primary Presidency and we spent most of May trying to find people to replace ALL our callings because everything got rearranged. It was crazy!
June: Sold Sasha :(. WORK for Jake. WORK for Katie. PLAY for Emmi. Our good friends had a baby last week and we have been able to play with their older two kids the last few days. EMORY LOVES THIS. They have a 2.5 year old that does such a good job of showing Emmi how to eat, go down the slide, say funny things, and just be cute. Emmi needs a buddy thats for sure......
What do you get when you have a blonde mother and a VERY smart child?
Oh I dunno, maybe walking out of the grocery store to find your car has been turned on and no one is in the car.
I stood there absolutely puzzled and seriously freaked out.
Emmi was sitting in the cart and she started to laugh as she clicked two buttons on my keys and the car turned off. Then she laughed again and pushed more buttons and the car turned on.
I called my husband in disbelief "HUNNY, EMMI CAN TURN ON THE CAR WITH THE KEYS!!!!"
This one comes close to the top of my "20 stupid things I've said since I've known the Kirkhams". Jake had never taught Emmi that the keys start the car. So I wondered how many other times my car has been on while we've been in a store.
Our (six year old and totally not new enough for that kind of technology) car has a remote starter.
Emmi took a measly morning nap, it was raining, we were tired of being in the house so we ventured to Kohls. I did not take a stroller because Emmi won't sit in one anyways. Mistake #1.
I didn't bring a big enough bag to carry everything. Mistake #2.
The kids section is RIGHT next to the escalator. Mistake #3.
Went to a store with escalators. MISTAKE #4.
Are you getting the idea yet?
Emmi REALLY REALLY wanted to ride the escalators. We rode them for 10 min. I then told her we were "all done" and it was time to get some shopping done (looking for life jacket for trip to Destin and play sandals for Emmi). Emmi screamed and threw her bag of apples on the floor. First tantrum lasted 1.5 min. I did the distraction game and she got over it.
We had to walk past the escalators a little bit later and Emmi's goldfish brain went NUTS! "Mama!! Meh Meh (signing please a hundred times with vigger). Next came the "Ups!". "up, up, up, meh, meh, up, up." She wanted to go UP the DOWN escalator. I told Emmi "NO." firmly and said "hurt, hurt". She let go of my hand and ran right towards the escalator. I dropped everything I was holding and caught her in time to get her shoe stuck. I ripped her free and the tantrum ensued. She kept trying to scale out of my arms to go back. I gave her another "NO" and tried to walk away. She lied down on the floor and kicked and screamed for 8.5 min. I sat on the floor, expression-less, timing the none sense. People kept passing by and I kept from screaming at them "yes this is the product of a trained childhood development specialist!". Tantrum ended and we left.
Nothing short of wanting to punch myself, as soon as we left Emmi started whining and tantruming. I cranked the tunes in the car until she was over herself and then we had a peaceful ride home.
Lesson Learned....we can not go to Kohls without Jake to chase Emory around. Even more than that, I learned Emmi likes music by Train. nice.
How can I summarize three months of our lives quickly? Lets just say everyday I am learning that I'm glad Jake had the nerve to say hello to me 5 years ago. We're coming up on our anniversary and Emmi's 18-month "SHES GOING TO NURSERY" day. We are quickly realizing that we're so glad we collided 5 years ago. Its taking a collaborative effort between Jake and myself to figure out Emory's mixture of our personalities. She's STUBBORN, but thoughtful. She's particular, but care-free. She's serious, but a complete ham. She's smart, but sometimes not street smart (enter the face plant at the farm with blood and bruises). So together we are figuring out how to love her the way she needs to be loved. This parent thing is not as cut and dry as I thought........(enter "I told you so" from both grandmas).
So, Jake is finishing up year two of the JD in about 4.5 weeks. I am finishing up the school year at my preschool and starting a nanny job for the summer. Emory is finishing up baby talk and entering into Toddler Speech (aka we still have no idea what she is saying). Emory loves "shoes" and says "shoes" all day long. She sleeps in the new pair of crocs she got for the summer; every night. "Apple" is also code for "open" and "again". "Juice" and "shoe" are so close together that Jake was at Emory's mercy when he was NOT getting it right. Apparently she did not want shoes...she wanted juice.
Two mornings ago she peed through her diaper....we have to move to size 5. AH! I cleaned her up and put clean jammies on her and brought her into our bed to sleep for two more hours. (it was 5:30). She snuggled for all of thirty seconds and then said "WOR WARD!!". I said oh its not time for water its time to sleep. She shouted it again "WOR WARD!". Jake rolled over and said "She just said World Word". GULP! Our 18 month old knows how to tell us to turn the TV on and which show she wants. I guess its better than saying "sh*t" (but we think she already did that). sigh. 30 min a day is enough for a kid to get hooked on WORLD WORD I guess. She laughs when the little dog barks and when the duck character talks. Its actually really fun to watch it with her.