
Thursday, April 30, 2009
Day 120: Hanging with Aunt Julie

Wednesday, April 29, 2009
Day 119: Rocks
Tuesday, April 28, 2009
Day 118: Monsters in P.J.'s

Monday, April 27, 2009
Day 117: Coming Soon
This one was one is in a file that my computer currently won't read, so we will get this one up A.S.A.P.!!!
Sunday, April 26, 2009
Day 116: Snuggling Up
Saturday, April 25, 2009
Day 115: Playing with Grandma Sue
Friday, April 24, 2009
Day 114: Traveling
Thursday, April 23, 2009
Wednesday, April 22, 2009
Day 112: Makeup
Tuesday, April 21, 2009
Day 111: Temple

Monday, April 20, 2009
Day 110: Bean Bag Chair
Sunday, April 19, 2009
Saturday, April 18, 2009
Day 108: Independence

Friday, April 17, 2009
Day 107: Cruise Info
Thursday, April 16, 2009
Day 106: Consignment Sale Finds
Wednesday, April 15, 2009
Day 105: Night time Bear
Tuesday, April 14, 2009
Day 104: Worn Out
Monday, April 13, 2009
Day 103: Going Home

Sunday, April 12, 2009
Day 102: Easter

Saturday, April 11, 2009
Day 101: Natalie's House
Friday, April 10, 2009
Day 100: Family
Thursday, April 9, 2009
Day 99: Me
Wednesday, April 8, 2009
Day 98: Sharing
Tuesday, April 7, 2009
Day 97: Swing
Monday, April 6, 2009
Sunday, April 5, 2009
Day 95: Traveling

We traveled to Georgia today. It was an adventure. When we got onto our first flight, there was a dog in my seat. So, I had to walk to the very back of the plane because you can't turn around while loading. I was holding three bags and Emerson--all while Emerson was losing his shoes because he was kicking his feet. I had the flight attendant figure out what happened. It turned out that the lady that had the dog forgot to tell the airline that she was traveling with a seeing eye dog (which by the way I think definitely has to be checked due to others allergies). So, she got moved. And I had to sitting the seat that the dog was in and there was hair EVERY WHERE. I was so mad about that. If you know me, you know how much a can not stand dogs and this just made me extremely mad the whole first flight.
My second flight was on a small plane. So, they asked me to check my little bigger bag. So, without thinking, I gave it to them to check. As we took off, Emerson pooped all over himself. Right them I realized that all of the changing stuff was in the bag that I checked, and he was the only baby on the plane. So, I had to sit there and hold him the whole flight. I felt so bad because he couldn't move around like he wanted to and the other on the plane had to smell his nastiness.
When we got off the plane, I was SO excited to get my bag and be able to change him. So I waited to get my bag at the gate and all the other bags and Emerson's stroller came off, but not my bag. This bag had my camera, camcorder, and all the changing stuff in it, so I had to get it. I told them that I needed them to find it. It took them a few minutes, but they found it.
We walked out to the baggage claim and met up with Emily and my mom. Emily decided to go change Emerson while I got my bag. My mom and I walked up to the carousel to get my bag and the car seat. All the bags had already been taken off of the carousel by the airport personnel. My car seat was there, but NOT my bag. They said that it was taken off the plane in Atlanta, so I think that it must have been stolen from the carousel while I was waiting for them to find my other bag. Talk about not a happy person now!
Saturday, April 4, 2009
Day 94: Playing at the Park

We have been teaching Emerson sign language a little. He has the sign for milk down. He was doing it most of the time when he was swinging.
Friday, April 3, 2009
Thursday, April 2, 2009
Day 92: Heat Pump
Wednesday, April 1, 2009
Day 91: Simply the Best
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