It's official, folks!! I got my first kiss from Emma today! I don't mean one of those open mouthed "I want to bite your nose" sorta kiss...Nope, a REAL kiss!! :D Boy, it could not have come on a better day, either.
Kev's alarm went off this morning at 4:00am. I will say that again--- 4:00. Then, being the hard sleeper he is, of course he didn't turn it off right away. So every 30 seconds or so (this is no joke) the alarm would go off again. Of course this woke Emma up (hide your shock!) Well, I spent about 10 minutes telling him to get up and take care of the baby. Finally I just got up, got Emma and her bottle, and brought her to him in our bed. Needless to say he DID not like that. Well, within minutes Ellie bounced into the living room. I could here her little feet patter down the hall from where I lay trying to go back to sleep. At this point I decided that if either of them were going to get more sleep I had better get up and go help Kevin. As I walked out I witnessed the site of Emma falling off of the couch where my zombie-like husband had placed her. Now the crying really began. As I reached to get Emma Kevin yelled at me to just get back in bed...though perhaps he didn't say it as nicely as he could have. Ignoring him, as I sometimes do, I got Ellie back into bed and took our hyper active dog out so he could go potty. Then I myself went to lay back down since I did not have to be up for another 2 hours. I am just drifting off when Kevin comes into the room, loudly asking why I didn't talk to him when I went to take the dog out. What? Huh? Are you KIDDING?? I won't go into detail about what was said then...
So, fast forward a few hours and here I am giving Emma a hug before I leave for work, and POOF, the kiss. :D I could go on YEARS with that...Moments like those remind me why I do what I do instead of, say, selling pineapples on a beach in Tahiti.
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