Even Her Poop Doesn't Smell

My lovely friend, D'Arcy, took these pictures long ago.  Aren't they awesome?

Phoenix friends, she'll come down to do photo sessions if we can get enough people to book her :)

And, the title of this post conveys a significant problem I had with Emmeline until a few months ago.  The girl's poop didn't smell, which was great until she got a diaper rash because I didn't know she was poopy.  This used to happen pretty frequently until she was about a year.

Once she became a year, she started getting all this attitude--she'll roll her eyes, I'll often hear her say, "No, no, no, Yuke," when Luke has been at school for a couple hours, and she insists on bottles of milk in the middle of the night.  I can't stop thinking about her teeth.

Did I mention all this coincides with her poop starting to smell?
Coincidence?

(Sorry, D'Arcy, your photos shouldn't be linked to a post about poop.)

The Thermostat

Asher was cold on Sunday morning so he set the thermostat to 90 before we left for church, came home to an 89 degree house and gave him a lecture about not touching the thermostat.

Five minutes later, Nathaniel comes from the bedroom and says, "Did you turn the air conditioner on to 58 degrees?"

Doughnuts or Ice Cream

Mom: (after a particularly trying day) Ok, if you guys will clean up, I'll get you either ice cream or a doughnut.
Asher: Um, can we get both?
Mom: No way!
Asher: Why not?
Mom: Because that's way too much sugar...
Asher pauses to think
Asher: Mom, which has more sugar a doughnut or ice cream?
Mom: Asher, I have no idea.
Asher: I'm going to get ice cream because I bet it has waaay more sugar.

"Gum"

For the past couple days, Emmeline keeps saying, "Gum."

Now, as evidenced by the doughnut/ice cream debate, I'm not a mom who's above bribing her children with sugar, but I haven't ever given Emma gum.

She said it a lot when we would be handing each other things (one of our favorite games--have you played it? Where you hand someone something, they say, "thank you" and you take it back. Ask Emma, it'll blow your mind!).

This morning, I realized it's a shortened, "You're welcome."

Love figuring out a baby speech puzzle. (Did I write about the months it took me to figure out that when Luke kept asking about the "mangoes," he was actually referring to the "flamingos?")

Because Aunt Rachel Knows Her Lukey Boy

Rachel found this for Luke and it couldn't be more perfect. Luke often can be found signing a little Salt 'n Pepa around the house (this very song, in fact), and Lukey loves him some animals.

Happy Holidays

Thanks, Jessica, for the expert photography and Rachel, for the card design!

We took a page from Luke's idioms for this our greeting.