Happy Birthday Emma Claire!

6 years ago, I sat in a bed at Baptist hospital in Little Rock Arkansas, patiently waiting for the doctor to come in and say "you are fully dialated, and it is time to start pushing!" Of course my body had other plans and hung on another 2 hours and 52 minutes before my sweet Emma Claire was born. Tonight when she was lying in bed, I told her the story of the day she was born. She loves the story, but has started asking questions about the whole having a baby process. Emma is fascinated by how much we loved her, and could not wait for her to come out and join our family. She asked me tonight if I kissed on her as soon as she was born. I of course said yes, to which she scrunched her nose and said " oh gross momma! I was covered in blood and guts, that is just disgusting! Why would you do that?" I had to tell the truth, I didn't do that!! I told the doctor to clean her up before he handed her to me,because I thought it was gross. I am not a big fan of the just out of the belly unclean baby look. DO NOT JUDGE ME!!!!!!


We are having a hard night tonight, because she is not understanding that her party is not on her actual birthday. We go thru this every year, but it does not seem to help. We just cannot compete with Toad Suck Daze. We are gonna do something special tomorrow for my sweets, so in a few minutes, I will head out to Walmart to buy a birthday balloon, some cupcakes, a card, and things like that. Tomorrow night we will go to GlowGolf to play minigolf. She is excited about glowgolf, and will be equally excited about the balloon, which is good. Emma just likes to have FUN!!
Emma Is so much fun, but quite the little handful. She is VERY independent, but so funny. Here is one of her moments that still makes me laugh. Some of the college girls were here for devo about 2 weeks ago, and I was giving the girls a bath, I walked out to talk(shocker) and this is what happened.
Emma: Momma hurry come in here!! Abbi is hurt
Me(from the living room): Abbi, sweety you are okay. Shake it off(this usually works)
Emma: she can't momma, she hurt her BABY HOLE!
Me: (completely embarassed) Emma don't say that!!
The girls in the living room were cracking up, and looking at me like "what did she just say?" So I told them about Emma starting to ask all of those questions. I panicked and just told her the first thing that popped into my head, hence Baby hole.

I just realized that maybe this is not a good story to share on the internet,but it still cracks me up. I would post pictures, but cannot find any on this computer! We will add some tomorrow on the actual birthday!