I am happy to report that ALL of Emma's teeth are finally in! She has returned to her sunny little self, and peace and harmony has been restored once again at the Timmerman house. Now if Emma could conquer her fears, maybe she would sleep through the night in her own bed. The other night when I was tucking Emma in I asked her what she was afraid of. She told me, "Garbage trucks and 'wood chips'." It took me several questions to figure out what about 'wood chips' are so scary. I mean, I for one cannot get the image from Fargo out of my mind, but I know for a fact she has never seen that movie! Finally, she told me that 'wood chips' are in the Puff the Magic Dragon song book that we read regularly. The light bulb went on for me then - pirate ships! Emma is afraid of garbage trucks and pirate ships. Fortunately for us, the pirate ships do not come by once a week like the garbage trucks.
I'll tell you something that I am afraid of - being caught unprepared in the midst of a mothering moment in public. These fears came true last week after story time at the library. The girls needed to use the bathroom and our library has a pint-sized toilet just their size that usually makes potty time in public a breeze. Lucy used the potty without a hitch, and then it was Emma's turn. Usually I hold her on the regular sized toilets so she doesn't fall in, but I let her take care of business this time, since she could get on this child-sized toilet all by herself. No sooner did she sit down, then her pee shot straight out of her onto her pants, underwear, shoes and the floor. I am embarrassed to admit that I tried catching the stream with my bare hands to avoid her pants getting wet. That's the funny thing about liquid though - it's hard to catch. I was left with a problem on my hands in more ways than one. I had no diaper bag with a set of spare clothes. I couldn't very well put the wet pants on her and yet I couldn't let her walk out of the library with nothing but a shirt on either. In a moment of inspiration I noticed Lucy was wearing a dress with leggings... we left the library giggling with Emma wearing Lucy's leggings commando and Lucy looking none the less fashionable in her dress. Here the pair are below, after Lucy rescued the day.
Emma's big sister is always looking out for her, even when it comes time for picture taking. It may look like Lucy is choking Emma, but I assure you, she is just making sure Emma looks at the camera.
Emma doesn't get away with much with Lucy around and I have been trying to figure out how to encourage Lucy to keep Emma safe but to not be a tattletale either. It seems Emma is always in to something. Here she is below before I caught her with my phone taking pictures. According to Will the former art teacher, the below picture has a very nice visual flow to it.
I have heard Emma ask me for something, and then when she doesn't like the answer, go ask Will. The other day I overheard this conversation:
Emma: "I want a donut."
Will: "We just ate dinner. We can have a donut in the morning."
Emma: "But Daddy! The donuts are going to melt!"
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