Evidently blogging is like exercising, eating right, and all the other things that I have trouble staying disciplined with. I feel guilty when I don't do it, better when I do, and find it so hard to start it up again. But, Emma is suddenly one and I don't know where the time went.
Some of my one year favorites:
Emma has discovered an adequate form of communication for a one year old- pointing. Some may go so far as to say she's obsessed; the girl points at everything. She's very quick to let us know what she wants. I've noticed that often before we give her what she wants we ask her to give us a kiss. She's picked up on this too, so in between frantic pointing she lays courtesy kisses on our faces. It reminds me of holding out a treat for a dog that starts doing all the tricks before the command. I'm pretty sure Emma's brighter than a dog though. Sweeter too. After taking her nightly bottle she snuggles up to me and lays her head on my shoulder, and every few seconds looks up and plants more kisses on me. She's just too cute.
Oh, and she walks. But she doesn't wear shoes. She's that girl whose mother defies the shoes and shirts required sign in Target. Everyone knows too, because Emma is sure to wave and yell hi to each person that passes her. Not to excuse this poor behavior BUT, I really can't get shoes to stay on her skinny little feet. Oh well, she's more of the Huck Finn type anyway.