"E" is for Easter and Emerson

Easter was special as we celebrated the death and resurrection of our Lord and Savior with our dear friends and family (including Grandma). My excitement increases each year as our girls are able to share their understanding of the gospel with us. This year was even more special as Hannah was able to read verses of scripture that explained what Christ accomplished on the cross. I told her she should read her Bible in the mornings--she said, "Ok, can I get up when you do?" Fast thinking little one, but the answer is "No!" haha.

We enjoyed spending time with Grandma over her Spring Break. Grandma is our book supplier--she almost always brings the girls some special book. This time she came with a plethora of leveled readers. Hannah wasted no time diving in; and, she had them all read to Grandma within 24 hours. We played a lot, but we also put Grandma to work! Aren't "workations" all the rage these days? Friday was spent in the yard, and Grandma got busy moving bricks (that have been piled against our fence since we bought our house) to the side of the road. We all pitched in with the brick moving, but Grandma definitely did most of it. Where was Daddy? Oh, he was busy disposing of the four baby snakes we found in the brick pile (one was in our shed)--ughhh! Good riddance! How appropriate--crushing the serpent on Good Friday!




















Little Miss Emerson turned 5 months old yesterday. Time is moving very fast these days. I find myself trying to savor every "baby" moment and soak it all in; because, it seems like just yesterday I was pacing the floor wondering when she would ever arrive.

Emerson is hilarious. This comes as no surprise, because her sisters keep us in stitches. But, if what we are seeing now is foreshadowing--hold on to your seats! Emerson is way more dramatic than even Hannah was as a baby--and louder . . . much, much louder. Heaven help us!!! She talks and babbles constantly (even during church services) and loves to scream-- I mean SCREAM! Think cats fighting outside your window at night, blood curdling, shrill scream! There's nothing wrong though, she's just happy and having fun! In fact, she decided to wake everyone up this morning by delightfully screaming and talking to herself in her bed--cute but not cute . . . you get the picture. She really is very happy. Except for a short lived bout of having to pop the passy back in her mouth at night (right after she was sick), she is on a very nice schedule; sleeps soundly through the night; loves to play; loves attention; refuses to roll over; wants to sit up all the time now; has discovered her feet; grabs at everything; puts everything in her mouth; enjoys baby cereal and a few stage one veggies and fruits; expects Mommy and everyone else to be completely silent while she is nursing; is easily entertained by her older sisters; and, is IN LOVE with her Daddy. She will stare Jonathan down until he acknowledges her, or spot Jonathan during church (if he is not sitting with us at the moment) and just scream with delight until he looks at her. So sweet!!!