Say Cheese!

We've got lots to smile about. Can you see the new pearly whites? In case you lost track, Emmett now has four teeth! The top two front ones came in at the same time. The nine month sticker seemed more appropriate on E's back than the front, because he's a man on the move lately.  He's still doing the zombie crawl and is getting into everything.  He can easily crawl the normal way, but seems to prefer doing the zombie.  He has two little red blisters on each big toe from pushing himself around. That's one of those funny little details that I want to remember.  Happy nine months Little E.

Where's Emmett?

Don't mind me, I'm sleeping.  This makes me laugh so hard.  He loves to drape "Tiger Baby" over his eyes when he wants to catch some shut eye.  Maybe Jordan should quit his job and go into business selling little mini eye masks for babies.

Shark Attack!

Emmett was having a heart to heart with a sleeping shark, when out of nowhere a crazy kid rammed his stroller into him.  Good life lesson to watch your back when hanging out in Tacoma.  

New Kicks

I'm pretty sure there is nothing cuter than mini "Chucks." Even the shoe box is cute.  He didn't want me to say anything, but Jordan is super excited for us to take a family photo with our matching converse!

Turn That Frown Upside Down

Air Jordan

Emmett and I are on our own this weekend. Jordan is on his way over to Spokane for a weekend filled with basketball, sunshine, and fun times with Rachel! We hope team "Contempt of Court" does great.  Jordan has a hidden talent for coming up with legal-related team names.  His softball team name is "Casesloaded."  Pretty clever.  Good luck Daddy!

"Kitty" Update

Mr. Big's lion cut is quickly growing out. I'm sad about it. I liked his short do. Up to this point, he's been amazing around the baby. But, we've been pushing the limits lately.  Emmett is on the move doing a half zombie crawl and his favorite thing to go after is the "kitty." Mr. Big is a slow learner and he lets the baby corner him.  The other day E got a handful of kitty fur and received a hiss in return.  Hopefully, kitty will smarten up soon and learn to go to higher ground when grabby hands gets close.

No one can make Emmett laugh or smile like Mr. Big can.  He knows who "kitty" is and can point to the kittens when we read Goodnight Moon. I don't even think he knows my name, so that's saying something.  We clearly talk about the kitty more than we do mommy.  Oh, and Big knows he's not supposed to sit on the baby's things.  As you can see, he's a real rule follower.