My Very First PSA

On this, the eve of our coming year, I want to remind each of you to be careful when celebrating. Of course you want to have a good time, perhaps gather with friends and partake in some spirits that will leave you feeling giddy...

It's okay to have a little fun. Just make sure it's all in moderation. You certainly don't want to end up doing something you might regret...

*Partial public indecency is just one of the potential side affects from too much drinking. This holiday season, drink responsibly.

** What you see above is simply a dramatization. No alcohol was consumed in the making of this public service announcement.

Sittin' on Easy Street

I could get pretty used to a day where the focus is unwrapping presents that are for me! Not a bad life at all!

To be completely honest with you, while totally great; it was entirely overwhelming too. So much so, that mommy, daddy and Grandma Kathy had to finish opening my presents for me. I got so many cool and wonderful things. Now that I have been able to take it all in, let me provide you with a photo re-cap of Christmas 2005. Please note, that I didn't have a chance to include photos of all my gifts (believe it or not, I didn't take a great photo every time, with every gift - shocking I know!), but please know that all the gifts were great and greatly appreciated!

A keyboard and xylophone combo - Now I can work on my music!

My own 'car' keys and remote, just like you big people have

Thomas the Train Lego Set and a Blue's Clues Recliner

What more could a tyke like me want?

My own set of wheels - The chicks are really gonna dig me now!

An activity table full of all kinds of fun activities!

Like I said, this was just a sampling. Can you believe my birthday is just a month away? And then I get to do this all over again. I definitely need some time to recouperate.

Emerson

Twas the Night Before Christmas...

...and all through Tia Claudia's house,
all the creatures were stirring (and eating and enjoying the drink)
except, me little Emerson, who was trying to think
HOW on EARTH does this remote control car thing WORK?

A big shout out to my Tia Claudia and Tio Scott for my first remote control car. I did finally figure it out. Pretty cool...pretty darn cool. Happy Christmas everybody! I will be sure to check in with all y'all tomorrow.

May you have visions of sugar plums dancing in your heads,

~Emerson (what IS a sugar plum, anyway?)

It's the Holiday Season

I keep hearing that the holidays are a wonderful time. A stressful time. A time to fear putting on some extra pounds. I haven't quite understood the concern about gaining weight until I attended my very first holiday party.


Today, my class (Room 3) held it's holiday party. Each parent was supposed to sign up to bring one item that would feed 12 kids. I can't do the math on that, but even I can tell you that means there's going to be a lot of food. I have to say that I took it pretty easy, but man! There was some good stuff there. Applesauce, cheese and crackers, cookies and Gogurt. What's that you say? You think I have made a typo? No way! Gogurt is yogurt for people on the go - people, quite frankly, like me! I loved the Gogurt. I couldn't get enough of it!





As I mentioned, we had a pretty nice spread. We all got to eat and then each of our teachers gave us a gift! Miss Elizabeth and Miss Valerie each gave us a book and Miss Audrey gave us each a ball. I may have to practice to becoming the next soccer sensation. Instead of Bending it like Beckham, kids will be Smacking it like Smith!





So that you can see some more of my party pics, I have created a collage for you. Here's the information...

Top Row (L-R): Me and my buddy Eli; Laughing with Miss Elizabeth; Paige and her two Mommies. Middle Row: Anna and her Grandpa; the party spread; Eli. Bottom Row: Me and Miss Audrey (with the soccer ball she gave me!); my friend Haley (who may be my first girlfriend) ; and me and Miss Valerie (she's the lead teacher in my room).

Can't you tell that it was a great time had by all?

Emerson

Honorary Cheesehead

I learned a new word today, Cheesehead. It's supposed to be a person who is crazy for the Green Bay Packers. I hear they play in Wisconsin, but I don't know because that's so far away from here that I never even knew there was such a place. These Cheeseheads are pretty passionate about their Packers, Wisconsin, and I would guess, cheese.

For those of you who don't know, my Godmother (Tia Claudia) is a Cheesehead. So, it wouldn't surprise you that with her love of me and her love of the Packers, she would get me my own GB sweatsuit. I think I might be one of the biggest, little Cheeseheads out there. I don't mind it much. Color-wise the outfit looks pretty good on me. I keep hearing that football will play an important role in my life as either a spectator sport or even as a player (not professionally, but who knows?) Actually, if the truth be told, I like my new duds rather much.

I guess there are a lot of Cheeseheads out here in the desert. In addition to my Tia Claudia, my mommy works with two of them. She sent them this picture and they ooooed and aaaaahed and said they would have to send it to their Wisc. families. I guess it's a pretty big deal that I am wearing this and already aligning myself with a team.

If you guys want to see me in other team's duds, plan to talk to my agent and be prepared to pony up the big bucks.

C-ya!

Play Date!

In my previous post, you all got to meet Rhonda and Sam. Rhonda is a writer that works with my mommy and her little boy Sam is about 5 months younger than I am. Even though it's not always cool for the big boys to hang with the younger tykes, Sam passes the test and is a-okay. Thank goodness for that, because our mommies planned a play date for us. Mommy and I went over to their house today to go over to the Encanto Park where there was a big winter festival and rides.



As the mommies were talking and getting everything ready, I caught a ride on Sam's cool motorcycle! It was sooo cool and made all kinds of noise, that I could have cared less about the festival. Check me out. Harley-Davidson? Fuggedaboudit!





After mommy pried me off of the bike, we got in Sam's wagon and walked over to the festival. Once there, we got to do a few cool things like ride the carousel (we each took turns with our mommies), run around and I even got to sit in a hot rod roadster and practice my parallel parking!

Sam and I even got to get on this electronic buggy thing so that mommy could get a picture of us together! As the older of the two, I of course was at the control, but Sam held his own and neither of us fell out!

Once done, I was wiped out. We only live a few miles from them, but I fell asleep on the way home. A sign of a good time. Looking forward to our next outing, Sam!

Emerson

We Three Kings!

Today I got to do a pretty cool thing. I didn't think it was cool while I was there doing it, of course. But after the fact, in retrospect and thoughtful reflection, it was pretty cool. So what did I do? I got to go to work with mommy and when I got there, I got to meet Mindy (my mommy's boss) and her son Owen, who just turned three, Rhonda (a writer on Mommy's team) and her son Sam.

Here's a picture of all six of us. L-R: Rhonda and Sam, Mindy and Owen and Mommy and me. Big surprise that around all of these people I was a big shy guy.

As you can see in the picture above, I am scowling. That continued, even when Josh tried to be nice to me.

So, I was pretty much a pouter all the time I was at work with mommy. Oh, I didn't say boo to anyone either (despite mommy's requests). BUT, once we left and got to the car? I was all talk, all the way to the grocery store. Even in the store! I just started saying, "HI!" to all these people I had never seen before. Mommy was flabbergasted. She said, "Honey, why didn't you talk like this to all the folks at my work?" I just looked at her and thought to myself, "Because you kept asking me to, that's why."

Always mixing it up,

Emerson

Self Portrait

I know I am not as advanced as many of you that read this blog - okay, okay - all of you. You are all grown up and smart and can read and talk and all I can do is walk and run, pout and cry, giggle and blow raspberries and spout off new words every day. Oh, and I maintain this blog every few days, which is no small feat. I mean, if I didn't do it, who else would?

So, perhaps with all this, you might peg me as an ambitious sort. And if you did; you would be right. After playing the piano at my Tia Claudia's (tia is Spanish for aunt, and quite frankly, it's easier to say than aunt. No, I haven't actually said tia yet - back off), I decided to take on another branch of the arts - photography. I thought my first project should be a self portrait. Once I mastered photographing myself, I could advance to others.

Since I trust you, my gentle readers, I am going to post the first product of my own camera handling. I am super pleased with myself that I was able to do this, even though I wasn't able to put my entire self into the viewfinder prior to snapping the picture. We are talking details here, people, and I don't have time to worry about all of those. So, here you go. Tell me what you think. Do I have a potential career as a photog? Or should I let someone else push the button and just focus on being the ridiculously, ridiculously good looking toddler tyke that I am?

Self Portrait - Emerson, Age 22 Months