Emily Time
We've had the distinct privilege of seeing our granddaughter a few times in the last couple of weeks, but I am still missing her a lot. Four hours puts her just out of reach for enough visits to fill my Nana heart completely--my son-in-law may be heaving a sigh of relief--, but I am SO grateful for the time we can spend with her. She just has me completely wrapped around her little finger. How can one baby bring so much joy?
Memorial Day Picnic
We invited ourselves to Brigham City for a picnic on Memorial Day. We told Karen and Andrew that we would bring the picnic if they would bring the baby. It was less than a 24-hour visit because we couldn't leave until Sunday afternoon, but we had a great time anyway.
I got to tend Emily for a couple of short periods of time while Karen and Andrew ran a couple of errands. My only two complaints were that (1) it was never long enough and (2) it was hard to hold her AND take pictures of her. What to do, what to do. . .
I did manage to get one shot of her that showed how much more alert she is than she was as a brand new baby. She's much less of a lump and more of a little person. We just sat and looked at each other for the longest time while we were alone.
Emily's first picnic was at Willard Bay. It was a little mosquito-y, but we had fun anyway.
The food was good, and the company was even better.
Blessing Day
We made an even quicker trip for Emily's blessing day. I had to work on Saturday, and Adam didn't get back from the Prefontaine Classic until after midnight. We left a little after seven on Sunday morning. At least Mike was alert enough to drive. Adam and I kind of conked out.
Emily was beautiful that day, and Karen and Andrew had so many people there to support them. Andrew gave her a thoughtful, promise-filled blessing, and then we gathered at a park for a yummy picnic. It was really fun to have so many people there from both sides of the family.
We've had the distinct privilege of seeing our granddaughter a few times in the last couple of weeks, but I am still missing her a lot. Four hours puts her just out of reach for enough visits to fill my Nana heart completely--my son-in-law may be heaving a sigh of relief--, but I am SO grateful for the time we can spend with her. She just has me completely wrapped around her little finger. How can one baby bring so much joy?
Memorial Day Picnic
We invited ourselves to Brigham City for a picnic on Memorial Day. We told Karen and Andrew that we would bring the picnic if they would bring the baby. It was less than a 24-hour visit because we couldn't leave until Sunday afternoon, but we had a great time anyway.
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Sunday night snuggles. Oh, this must be what heaven feels like! Isn't this cute? |
I did manage to get one shot of her that showed how much more alert she is than she was as a brand new baby. She's much less of a lump and more of a little person. We just sat and looked at each other for the longest time while we were alone.
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| I always wonder what babies are thinking about. . . |
The food was good, and the company was even better.
This kid looks SO much like her daddy!
We made an even quicker trip for Emily's blessing day. I had to work on Saturday, and Adam didn't get back from the Prefontaine Classic until after midnight. We left a little after seven on Sunday morning. At least Mike was alert enough to drive. Adam and I kind of conked out.
Emily was beautiful that day, and Karen and Andrew had so many people there to support them. Andrew gave her a thoughtful, promise-filled blessing, and then we gathered at a park for a yummy picnic. It was really fun to have so many people there from both sides of the family.
My parents are loving their first GREAT-grandchild
almost as much as their regular grandkids.
Just short a couple of missionaries. . .
Oh, how I love this little family!
The star of the show. I hope she enjoyed her day
as much as we all did.
Yup, being a grandma is just as cool as everyone said it would be. I look at Emily and feel ALL of the love and NONE of the responsibility. Can't wait to see her again!
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