Twenty Seven Months Old

Okay, I treasure every single day with Emmy Ruth but really, really is she going to be two for a whole year? My goodness... every thing is a battle. She wants to walk the stairs alone at school, she refuses to hold my hand as we walk to the car, she closes the door to the bathroom and tells us to "get out", she cries and throws a fit at every single thing we do. Seriously, I feel like every day I threaten time out a dozen times. She will usually relent before I get to the end of my "You better do this or else" countdown but it definately puts a damper on the mood having to even go there. Oh this girl. So independent! Where did she get this???

When I was little, Momma said I ate tomatoes like mad... faster than Daddy could grow them. She would love to see Emmy Ruth eating tomatoes all the time now. I can't keep cherry tomatoes here as she eats so many a night. And she calls them "apples". It's pretty adorable.

I cannot believe that I wasted so much time worrying that Emmy would not start talking. She never hushes now! Right now, I am watching her make her daddy lie on the floor and every time he moves she tells him to lie back down and be still. Such a silly girl. And such a silly daddy for doing it...

Emmy Ruth is doing so well at her school. She cries when I drop her off but about three seconds later, she is fine and the highlight of the day. The teacher said that she wished she had twelve Emmies in her class. Of course, this lights this momma's day.