The Daily Emma: Happy birthday, Emma!

Today Emma turned 3. She was super excited, first thing she asked if we could 'make her birthday' (cake), and open presents. So before breakfast, we baked a cake. I tried to give her some toast with sprinkles, but she wasn't interested, she just wanted cake. So after Daddy got home, we went out for donuts. The we headed to Target to get her Minion. We also let her play in the toy isle...we tried to let her pick out her own toy, but that is a hard job, so we stuck with the Minion. It is almost as big as she is. After Target, we went to McDonalds, as donuts did not fill up Mommy and Daddy. Emma played with a little boy in the play place and had a great time. Then we came home for a nap. (Last night we had the PWOC kick-off at chapel, and Emma and I were at the chapel for 7 hours. She didn't get to bed until 10, we are still exhausted. But it was a good night.) so after nap we went to the store to get stuff for dinner, which we didn't end up eating...we had leftovers bc I was tired, we skyped with our entire family, and Emma really just wanted cake. So we hurriedly ate, then did a very pink cake and opened presents. Emma had a very good day. She kept singing happy birthday to herself, me and anyone else who was around. I had thought it would have been fun to have party, but we are so exhausted, I am glad we didn't.

So at 3, Emma is...spunky and energetic, she often wakes up before the sun and doesn't stop until I put her to bed. She loves to pretend that she is doing things like us, like going to work, church or the dentist, or putting on makeup. She makes messes just so she can clean them up, bc she likes to use brooms and wipes like Mommy. She loves to workout with me, running laps in the gym after I get done with my run. She loves to dance and sing, especially when we do it with her. She finally likes baths, but is still scared of the potty. She loves to snuggle, be chased and tell Daddy every possible detail of her life while he was at work for 2 days the second he walks in the door. She knows her alphabet and numbers, and can even sign some of the letters and a few words. I never get tired of hearing her say " I love you" or telling me all that she has learned about God, "He is holy, He is love. He is Lord. Jesus loves me, He is God's Son, He is alive! He is coming back!" She dearly loves her family, and misses them. When someone is sad she says it is because they miss their family. And her favorite part of every day is going to Daddy's work, even if we didn't go that day. Oh how we love this little girl!