the magic 23

i feel like all we do is post about emma. let's face it... that's all people want anyways. but i think i'm going to start using our blog for journaling as well! don't feel like you have to comment!

so i'm only going to be 23 til friday, so i had better write this quick! ammon always said that 23 was going to be a big year for him. he was 23 when we met and fell in love and got engaged (but he turned 24 a couple months before we got married). i didn't really realize that 23 was a big year for me as well... we were blessed with our little emma-bean. she turns 6 months tomorrow, and i know every mom says this... but holy crap she's gotten so big so fast! we were working on her crawling today and saying "da da" and holding her own sippy cup and being such a big girl! i was just looking at pics of her from when she was born. she has changed so much! i'm still glad that she lets me cherish the snuggling before bedtime. that's my favorite time of day! i love listening to her heartbeat, breathing, and singing. i love her smell and facial expressions. i love singing to her and tucking her in bed. she's just my little sweet things!

yesterday as church ammon and i watched a 9-month pregnant girl (woman i guess) walk past us and sit a few rows in front of us. i turned to ammon with a disgusted "never again" look on my face, to which he smiled and was relieved. and i honestly think that if (when i guess) we ever do have another one, the only thing that will get me through that part of the pregnancy and delivery is that you get a perfect little baby out of it. i'm guessing that's what the Lord intended.

i hope you all have/had as great of a time as ammon and i had at being 23. that was the most awkwardly-worded sentence, but you get the picture! basically what i'm saying is... here's to being 23!

Emma LOVES Santa!

Emma and I went to my parents' ward Christmas party while Ammon was studying for finals. The theme was Polar Express, so Santa came at the end, of course! Emma was in her jammies and got her first gift of Christmas (cute little bell that she's in love with). I put her on Santa's lap and she started playing with his beard. I tried to get her attention to look at the camera. It's like pulling teeth to get Emma to smile for a picture. She ignored me at first, and then she just suddenly looked over with this smile! She LOVES Santa!

These pictures were scanned from ones that were given to my parents. Hopefully we can get a better quality one for her memory book! :)