Emma has finally gotten over her terrible cold. Although the last week has been very nice, the week before was cloudy and cool. Emma insisted on going outside to play in her skirt (without tights or socks) and her flip-flops. She would wear a jacket, but that is not enough when it is only 8'C outside. I got tired of fighting with her, figuring she would learn her lesson when she got sick! Well sure as heck, a few days later she had a whopper of a cold.
Emma now tells me that she needs socks, pants, a jacket and runners on when she goes out to swing etc. I guess she learened her lesson the hard way (my reverse psychology worked, but I paid the price too, as I had a grumpy, sick girl for four days straight).
Now that she is feeling better, Emma informed Dann and I that her dolly was sick. Emma got a cold cloth for Dolly's forehead and tucked her in with Teddy for a good night sleep. She really has a great motherly instinct to her!!
On a different note, Emma loves to play in her baby brother's room. She loves looking at all the baby gadgets, especially the Tweetie soother holder. Emma had to bring it to the bathroom with her one afternoon, and she accidently dropped it in the toilet! You'd think her world collapsed... she was devastated. Lucky the water was clean and Daddy was able to salvage Tweetie (yes, I put it in the wash).
BANANA BREAD ANYONE??Emma decided she wanted to help me make banana bread. She loves to help me bake, but she loves to lick the spoon even more!! She was hoping for a few chocolate chips, while she waited for the spoon, but I did not have any in the pantry, thus she was getting a bit impatient.
Emma decided to use her time wisely and helped me mix the batter, hoping to get her fingers in for a lick...
I told her that she had to wait until we were done mixing all the ingredients together. Much to her dismay, she patiently waited for me to fill the bread loaf pan, so she could lick the spoon.
This is Emma's "not-so-patient" look!!

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Weird. Calli was obsessed with wearing her tank top and skirt for the last few weeks. I finally got sick of fighting with her about it and packed them all away! Since she's been sick, she knows she has to wear pants or tights, but she sneaks into her Princess/Ballet outfits every morning...then complains about 1/2 an hour later about how cold she is. I'm not convinced she's learned her lesson!!
MMMMMMMMMmmmmm Banana bread!!!
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