emmerson says...(part 3)

"My teeth are messing up. My teeth are not good singers." 
Having a bit of trouble singing "Joy, Joy, Joy, Joy Down in My Heart."

"I don't want to smell your hiccups."

"The puppy fell asleep on my LEG! It was SO tired."
Told with drama flair hands and the most hilarious hand to mouth, head back, fake laugh.

"ALL my friends have E's."
Huge emphasis on the "ALL," very matter of fact.

"I'm so proud for him, for he's ONE!"
Proud sister all week leading up to Hutch's birthday.

"Daddy, you scared me. You're silly. You have to stop that tomorrow."

"Boys have peanuts."
Yep. Exactly what it sounds like she's trying to say...

"Daddy, make sure we don't fall in the water!"
As we cross over the bridge to her dance class.

"Hey, Daddy! Did you know words come out of your MOUTH?!"
Love those lightbulb moments.

"Your words are kind of tricky."


hutch steven {a video}

 (These two are blurry every time I upload them and I have no clue why. I'm giving it to Jesus and letting go of my perfectionism. He's cute, even blurry.)

Here we are, a year later, and I still can't put into words what his presence means in our lives.
I planned on writing his birth story, (because I'm always a sucker for a good birth story) but alas, no words.

(Maybe, anxiousexhaustingextremelyhardbutohmylantasoworthit?)

Where did this precious, sweet, chunk of love come from?
Red hair?
Blue eyes?

Swooning. Always swooning.

The three of us have been obsessed from day one.

His shy, crooked, toothy grin...
We can each get a smile and maybe even a laugh every now and then, but the genuine, full, hearty, belly laughs are reserved for Sister.
It is my very favorite thing on the face of this earth to see their relationship grow.

His sweet, sensitive, heart...
He loves to play independently, but always, always crawls back to Mama and Dada for a quick snuggle every 5 minutes.
Can we please keep that forever?

His droopy cheeks touching his chest.
His 4 gappy-toothed grin.
His sausage fingers and the way they grab everything.
His chunky thighs and waist that make buttoning pants impossible.
His puffy, bread loaf feet and the way they slap the hardwood.

All of it.
All of it and more.
I never want to forget.

We love you so, so much Hutch Steven.
Happy Birthday, Sweet Boy.

{Click to watch Hutch's video.}


emmerson says...(part 2)

"I kiss him on the head. Because I like him. Because he's my best friend."
Her simple, sweet explanation on why she kissed her friend, much to her Daddy's dismay.

"I give Mama kisses because you're my best girl. Not Daddy, because you turned the t.v. off."

"Go play with Hutch, baby. Make him happy."
"No. I don't want to."
"But you love your brother!"
"But, I don't like him that much."

"Daddy. You made me throw up. You make us all throw up."
Husband brought a stomach bug home a couple months ago and she has not let him forget about it.

"Hey! What's the big ole deal?"

"Ah! You scared me! You scared my tummy!"

"Mommy, I don't want lunch. I want dinner."

"Mommy! I can't hear! I got stuff in my ears! My ears are stuffy! Get the stuffy out!"
Driving through the mountains, experiencing her first "ear popping."

"I smell it in my mouth."

"Where are you going, Mommy?"
"I'm going to work, Baby."
"Because Mommy's a teacher now."
"But, but you're a Mommy!"

On the way to the pet store, 
"Maybe there's hippos there. Maybe there's ladybugs. Maybe."

"Mmm. Smells like mustache."

"I have my fast feet on!"

"Ima pew you. Pew, pew!"
Complete with the cutest little finger guns.

"Hutch, you're kinda loud."

"Mama. Mama. Tell me the truth. Where did you get the movies and t.v.?"

"Ooooookay. This is getting heavy on me."

"It smells like Cat in the Hat!"


emmerson says...

Our perfectly precious, diva-baby, little girl is now 3.5 years old.
She's been spitting out the funniest things for awhile now, and I've decided to collect them and share them here.

"The wind!" *arms in the air, eyes closed, face towards the sky* "I love you, wind!"

*bouncing on my pregnancy ball* "Get this baby outta me! Get this baby outta me!"

*driving through downtown Memphis* "This is all pretty. This is pretty. Pretty castles."

"It's okay, Hutch. I'm right here. I'm not leaving." (Every time her brother starts to cry.)

"I like you, Mommy. Right there. I like you."

*under her door, watching Daddy go into Hutch's room* "You forgot Emmerson in here. You, You forgot Emmerson in here."

"I love my Daddy. Mommy, do you love my Daddy? My Daddy is SO cute."

"Hey, can you button my britches?"

"My hiccups are hungry!"

"Mom, my finger's about to break and, and I won't have anymore!"

"Hey, Mom. How you doing? Nice to meet you. I need you to smile."

"Hutch doesn't talk like Jesus."


birthday at the aquarium! {a video}

We celebrated our sweet girl's 3rd birthday on Tuesday at the Oklahoma Aquarium.
It was so fun to watch her eyes light up at every turn.
The sharks were a bit much for her, but the turtle was a hit!

Made a little video to remember our day...