Tball and nausea

Been feeling nauseous. Haven't actually gotten sick yet, but a lot of gagging. Sounds bad, but it's definitley not as bad as with Emma. Hopefully we won't go there.

Last Friday we got hair cuts. Jan patiently took us in and I got mine cut first while Emma sat in the yellow booster seat she thinks is there just for her. When it was her turn, I held her on my lap, gave a green lollipop (as requested) and she was a complete angel while Jan gave her the cutest haircut. These angelic moments more than outweigh all the hellish ones.

Emma played in her first Tball game on Saturday. Chucky helped her hit the ball and she enjoyed running the bases. In the outfield the kids take turns fielding the ball, so she got a turn and got the idea of what to do with it. I was so proud of her! Chucky commented on how the other kids could hit the ball. Guess she needs her daddy to take her outside for practice! And anyway those other kids were older. We have a 2 year old GIRL. I'm just glad she played and figured the game out! Kristyn came to visit for the morning and watched Emma play Tball. Now Emma thinks Kristyn will be at the next Tball game, too. Picture coming soon. The jerseys weren't in last week, and we pick them up tonight so I'll try to get a good picture at tomorrow's game.

Emma has discovered television. She likes the Mickey Mouse Clubhouse. And she doesn't just ask for Mickey Mouse. She says, " I want to watch MickeyMouseClubhouse." OK, got the Tivo set! Emma also has been using longer sentances, stringing several together with the word "so." It's hilarious. When I go into her room after she wakes up from a nap, she says "I already waked up. I waked up all by myself."