little miss emma beaner

Miss Em rang in the new year sick with a upper respiratory cold and crabbier then hell! That little girl sure has a set of lungs. I know she doesn't feel well, but is all of the screaming really necessary?! Doesn't she realize it only makes things worse?! We had her to the doctor and she thought it was still viral, so we ride it out. Seems doctors now-a-days won't treat anything. Everything is "just a virus". When I was little, they treated everything. I hate seeing the girls sick and miserable. I hate taking the wait and see approach if they have already been sick for over a week!

I've decided that her new year's resolution is to be potty trained. Fingers are crossed that she will be by April. She will use the toilet, however, she doesn't care if her pants are wet and is perfectly content to go in her pull-up. Ugh.

We had a great Christmas. Emma got everything that she wanted and then some! Santa brought her a Dora bike (that she fell off of on Christmas morning) and a baby and pajamas. Both of which she told Santa she wanted. She also got lots of other fun things like a stuffed Mickey, Sleeping Beauty dress and pajamas, a Dora scooter, movies galore... Someone must have thought she had been a good girl this year :0) We had to wake the girls up at 10:00 on Christmas morning. They both came out into the living room in a sleepy haze. After staring at the tree for a bit, they realized there were new toys under it!

Told Emma that we had to vote today. Asked her who she was going to vote for - Obama or John McCain. Her response - my daddy. I am voting for my daddy.

Emma is in pure misery. It started out with a cold last Friday night/Saturday. I am certain it has turned into a sinus infection. I brought her in to the doctor yesterday. We had to see someone that we had never seen before. She told me that she wouldn't treat Emma with antibiotics until she's had these symptoms for two weeks, because it's not common for little kids to get sinus infections. You've got to be kidding me! TWO WEEKS!! Emma has had a history of sinus infections. She had every symptom the doctor rattled off and still nothing. She barely flashed the light at Emma's nose, looked at her ears, felt her tummy and sent us home with instructions to give her tylenol if she's uncomfortable. Serious?! She cried herself to sleep the other night and was asking for the ice pack so she could put it on her eyebrows because her head hurts. I'm supposed to let her suffer for another week!! Not only that, I've paid one co-pay already. Everytime we bring her in, it's another $25. That adds up.

Well, we know never to see her again! I messaged her pediatrician. Hoping someone will do something for my miserable little baby.

We were at Nick and Julie's for a little end of fall get-together. They had just landscaped their backyard. They put in a little garden pond. The kids had been playing great all night. All of the guys were down by the campfire. The ladies were up on the deck. The kids were all over the place - up and down - on the deck, in the yard, on the deck...I think you get the point. It was dark. Miss Emma was playing with Omar's Cabbage Patch baby and his Spider Man phone. She was down in the grass. All of a sudden, I hear this big sploosh. And then Emma screaming bloody friggin murder. She climbed up on the retaining wall with the baby and phone and walked right into the pond. Soaked from the chest down. Soggy new shoes. Sopping baby. Broken phone. I rushed over and she told me, "I was scared, Momma. I went in the pond. My baby is wet." Tear. We got her into a pair of Omar's jammies and she was good to go. Miss Em sure is good at finding trouble!

I was in the kitchen making lunch and in walks Miss Emma. She grabs my leg and looks up at me. Then out of her little mouth, she says, "Momma, you're the best momma ever!" I told her that was very sweet. She looked up at me again and said, "Momma, you're my best friend" Ahh...she is a little sweetheart!

Miss Em was digging through my nightstand and came across one of her puggies. She came running out of them bedroom so excited, "I found my puggie!!" I admit, I lied to her. I told her that they were baby Jensens and we were just keeping them safe for him until he makes his big arrival. Her face just dropped. It was the saddest thing ever. She went and put them back for a bit. I was in there and she came back and took one out of the drawer and asked if she could just use it until Jensen's here. She tried it out and we decided she looked silly, so she put it back. Shame on me for forgetting they were in there. It's been months though. Who'd thought she'd still want one!

We took the girls to the state fair tonight. They had a blast. Both of them went on the trampolines. Emma thought it was the coolest thing ever! Daddy also took them on the space needle. We go to see and pet brand new (born this morning) baby piggies, cows & a sheep. Miss Em indulged in onion rings, a foot long, pineapple/"mommy" (raspberry - everything that is pink is "mommy") dole whips, sweet martha's cookies, roasted corn on the cob, cheese curds, fried pickles (except when she realized they were pickles she wanted nothing to do with them!), kettle corn and fruit kabobs. She shared most but insisted on having her own corn on the cob with "spicy" black pepper. And she snuck most of a 33 ounce cup of mountain dew. EEK!! We thought she'd never fall asleep, but she showed us...asleep before we hit the truck! Guess caffiene does not affect my child. We had three separate groups give the girls stuffed animals from the midway. And lots of drunk people saying that they had the biggest brown eyes. We hung out for a little bit outside of the grandstand so we could hear Jewel and Brad Paisley. After the concert, we watched the fireworks and headed home, with two very tired little girls!