At a church trick or treat last October, someone gave out potatoes. Johnny gave his to Emma to see what she would do, and what do you know? That thing went straight to her mouth. Her big brothers were delighted by her joy over sucking on a nasty raw potato. Ever since, when a raw potato is within her reach, Emma takes hold of that potato and gnaws away at it. Such was the case yesterday. She was so excited to when she exited the pantry with potato in hand. So without further ado, I present: a girl and her potato:
John and I always crack up over Emma’s post-pigtail hair. We both love running our fingers through her soft baby curls. It seems like every face expression is only magnified by her standing straight up hair!
