This is how Emmy is MOST of the time, just happy and cute. This particular night she ran back and forth like this for 15 minutes (I have many more minutes of footage that I love but didn’t want to bore you to death). I’m sure she’s trying to get faster so she can outrun her big brother and avoid being tackled 50 times a day.
I came up the stairs the other day and found Emmy walking around like this all by herself. I ran back downstairs, grabbed the camera and hurried back up quietly, hoping not to disturb her. I guess this video shows Emmy’s dark side. Are 16 month-old baby girls usually balls of wild, unpredictable hormones???
About a month ago, I was trying to find something for Ashton to watch on TV. I saw “Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory” and excited that it was the new Johnny Depp movie, I turned it there. UNFORTUNATELY, it was the old one. Usually Ashton wouldn’t be interested in whatever it was anyway, but it happened to be the part where Charlie and his grandpa are floating and burping after drinking the fizzy soda. Ashton LOVED it. During the next commercial, I distracted him with something else and he forgot all about it.
We were at Wal-mart the other day looking for a new movie for him and he just happened to see the “Willy Wonka” DVD and knew IMMEDIATELY what it was! I could NOT believe his little brain. He chose that movie, to my utter disgust. Oh well, he’s pretty cute about the Golden Ticket thing so it helps me not hate that movie so much. AND he has been really good all through Sacrament Meeting for the last three Sundays so he could get a Wonka Bar.
Every Sunday when I was little (according to my memory), my dad would have “The Messiah” playing while he made Sunday dinner. Every once in a while, he would stop what he was doing to direct the music that was filling our house. Most of my life my dad has been the choir director, even when he had more time consuming callings. Music has always been important to him and I’m so grateful that he has passed that on to his kids. My sisters are incredibly talented musically and we were always in the choir. I, however, failed to develop those wonderful talents and spent most of the time lip-syncing.
Thanks to Kris’ reminder, I finally made it to a “Messiah Sing-In” last week. She brought our wonderful, sweet grandma and we had a fabulous night. Every note of that whole work was still ingrained in my mind from those Sundays when I was little.
“One of these things is not like the others, one of these things just doesn’t belong.” Yeah, that would be ME. I sat between Kris and Cari and most of the time I closed my eyes and just listened to their beautiful voices (I could hear my grandma’s gorgeous voice also) and just felt wrapped in a blanket of warm, comforting music. I had to wipe tears away once or twice.
I loved this lady. She never looked at her music and just sang with the biggest smile on her sweet face the whole time.
Ashton and Emmy loved decorating the Christmas tree this year. Everything is just way more fun when you have tiny kids seeing it all for the first time (or what seems to be the first time). To tell you the truth, Ashton never really let Christmas go from last year. I finally hid “Elf” and “The Santa Clause” in August when I just couldn’t handle watching them one more time. That’s about the same time I refused to sing “Frosty the Snowman” when I was tucking him in at night. So after taking a few months off, Christmas is back and Ashton is more excited than ever.