My computer is alive again.

Monday morning I walked into the office to the sound of silence. I pushed the power button for the computer multiple times, and puzzled much before deciding that my husband must of done something to kill the computer just to keep me off it. Having concluded this, I called him to tell him exactly what I thought of that. But I was wrong, as he genuinely seemed to have no idea what I was talking about. At that moment I began to panic. Brian wouldn't be home until late that night, and my dad was on a plane to Florida. There was no hope to be found. For three long days I was forced to go to my parent's house to check email. The humanity!! And then dad came home and took the ailing desktop to the doctor, and it's all better now. So I'm back!!!

There. Now you know why I have been silent all week.

Emma is starting to pull herself up. I walked into her room this afternoon after a nap and she was on her knees holding the top of the rail. She was doing the same thing on the coffee table earlier. My life is desperate moments away from getting a whole lot crazier. We have also decided she is a Chia pet. We have watered her, and now her hair is growing like crazy! Soon, I will be taking some of it for me, as I am still feeling rather bald. Oh and a huge praise. Mom and I took Emma to the opthamologist today, and he said that she doesn't appear to have the same eye problem that I do (mine is genetic and I have worn glasses since I was 2). Hopefully she won't have her dad's issue either(legal blindness). Brian and I were hoping my extreme far sightedness and his extreme nearsightedness would cancel each other out. What are the odds?

Well. I am sleepy. Just talking about Emma pulling herself up makes me want to go sleep til next week. Do you think Emma will be okay with that? =)

So here are pictures for the whiney aunts..I mean adoring public =).


I woke her up for this meal. Can you tell?


She wanted you to see her yummy clementine.

This was her starting to pull herself up. She is also contemplating how tasty the wood is.