The end of another long weekend. Scott worked and the weekend always drags by when he isn’t running around everywhere. His mom and dad came over Saturday. Emma cried big crocodile tears when they left. So she was quite happy to find them back at the house for dinner. We went to Wal-Mart where MIL got her the ATM. It really works. You have to put in a card and a PIN to get the bank to open. She has played with nothing else since bringing it home. I really wouldn’t mind it so bad if she could learn her numbers, learn how to use them in a sequence and then learn how to turn the dial to open the bank all by herself. Today we went to church and then to Scott’s grandmother’s for chicken and dumplings for his cousin’s birthday. Yum. Emma thought so too. She was a wild maniac. Big time show off in front of everyone. She was dancing and jumping and screaming and running and everything. She has taken to calling me Amy all the sudden. It’s about half and half with Mommy now. She has gotten very clear at saying Mommy instead of Mammie but the past week or so she has learned mine and Scott’s names and tends to call me Amy, especially when she is telling me to do something (which is about the only time she wants to talk to me). She has learned a few more words. She says round and happy when she plays with her Little People school bus. I think she knows the colors blue, green and maybe yellow and red. And tonight I asked her how many baby dolls she was playing with and she correctly answered two. Another hit toy is her bath crayons. Last evening she cried when Scott took her out of the bath and tonight she has been playing with them for awhile. I just heard Scott ask if she was ready to get out and she firmly said uh-huh. It seems in the past week or two she seems bigger. I don’t know if she’s actually have a growth spurt or just because she is understanding and communicating more or what, but she is almost seeming like a two year old now. There was a little girl at Arby’s on Saturday. Emma and her were checking each other out. I thought the girl was at least two and maybe three. I asked her grandmother who was with her and she said she’d be two in December, which is a month younger than Emma. I was thinking geez, does that little girl look older or do I just see Emma as a baby still and not as old as others see her. Who knows. But I can tell she is doing a lot of learning lately. She is the bossiest little thing. She definitely has the leader not follower gene in her. Mom said she has decided to hand her business down to Emma because she could tell she had that go-get-him attitude. All I could say was, oh, so we need to find Emma a rich husband.
We’ve decided with the girls’ rooms to basically redo Emma’s room and let Lexi use Emma’s crib and bedding. I think Lexi’s nursery will look quite different though because the walls will be purple which is quite different than the yellow and green we had Emma’s. And Emma’s new room will be pink. I haven’t found the bedding I want but Pottery Barn had it and sold out. It was a pink floral patch quilt look. Scott is going to make Emma’s toddler bed. As soon as we have some extra money, he is going to make it. I am so hesitant to put her in a toddler bed. We have gotten really good at bed time with her crib. She goes down easily when we take her in there and falls asleep by herself with her baby. Nap time of course is altogether different. I rock her to sleep either watching some tv or I take her in her room and rock her on her glider. I then have to put her in our bed because she won’t nap very long in her own crib. Anyway, bed time is more what I’m worried about and she is doing so good with that.
I have been starting to think about what to do with my job after Lexi comes. I know I can not work with two kids at home and continue at the same rate I am now. I am thinking that it would be good for Emma to go to some type of day care but keep Lexi with me. I hope my manager goes for that. If nothing else, I would still like to work from home even if I have to keep them in day care. I just don’t think I can handle getting them to day care and getting to work 5 days a week. I know a gazillion people do it but I just don’t think it’s for me. I really, really, really enjoy being home with Emma and don’t want it any other way but I know I can’t stay home with 2 and get the same level of work completed. And I know it would be good for Emma to be around some other kids and she enjoys getting out. I just don’t want it to be a 40 hour a week thing with her.