Emrie and William...sitting in a tree...

My friend Bec came into town for a quick visit. She has a little boy named William. He was born in May. We had a great time catching up while the babies played on the floor. Emrie sat up the whole time and William rolled around the whole time...neither of them have mastered crawling yet. They actually did very well together. William kept taking her teether and Emrie kept trying to pat his head. It was sweet. A budding romance? I'll get back with you in about 20 years and not a day sooner.

Emrie's First Christmas Present

Emrie just turned 6 months old today. She is my pride and joy. So, it should come as no surprise that I wanted her first Christmas to be extra special. Granted she's too young to understand the whole meaning of Christmas BUT I am doing my best to raise her in a christian home and to know our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ. With that said, I decided not to buy a bunch of toys this year and opted for something she could carry with her throughout her life and maybe one day pass down to her daughter. I know it's kind of hard to tell in the pictures but I got her a beautiful painting for her room that says " Daughters are a gift from the Lord." And she is. I love her.

The Have a Little Brandie and Get Rowdy Morning Show

Rowdy Cooper and I have been filling in on the morning show all week for the vacationing Roger WWW Garrett. Other than having to get up at 4:30am, we've been having a pretty good time. Here are the pictures to prove it.

The guy sleeping on the couch is Rowdy's son, Hayden. We were goofing around trying to snap a picture of him and he had the nerve to tell us "GROW UP" to which we replied "YOUR MAMMA."

Baby Mullet

Emrie is finally getting some hair! Oh sure...it's a baby mullet but its still hair! Besides - mullets are making a come back.

Okay fine! I made that last part up.

But it won't be long before I can snap a little bow onto her head. Hopefully, that will keep everyone from saying what a beautiful baby boy she is.

It's Been FOREVER!

What can I say? Life get's in the way...
Since I blogged last Emrie has celebrated weeks 23 and 24 AND she's started eating real food. Well, baby food but that counts. So far she's tried sweet potatoes and pears. I can't lie, I tried them too. Probably not my number one choice for a meal but not too bad. This week we're going to try carrots or squash. I haven't decided which just yet. I'll probably let her pick. You know, put them both in front of her and see which one she grabs. These are her latest pictures: The much loved sweet potatoes, week 23 and week 24.

Reindeer Games

Emrie went with me to the Ladies Christmas Party and Cookie Exchange at our church on Tuesday evening. She had a blast!

Thank you to all EVERYONE who held her and carried her and played with her throughout the party. A special thanks to Savannah and her reindeer antlers. Emrie was mesmerized!

Like I said she had a blast AND I got cookies!!! Lots and lots of cookies! That's my kind of party.

Aunt Sandy's Outfit

Last June one of my co-workers Sandy, gave me this great outfit for Emrie as a shower present. Since then, I've been waiting and waiting and waiting for the right time to finally let her wear it. Well, today was the day. It was finally cold enough and even though its sized for a 12 month old it fits our little Mootz just right. What? She's a big, healthy Polish girl! Ain't she cute?

Thanks Sandy!

Aunt Sandy

Cookie Time!!!

Tomorrow night is the ladies Christmas party at our church. We're having a cookie exchange which is why I'm still up...baking cookies! I've got the last batch in the oven now. I ended up making 4 dozen - 3 for the exchange and 1 for Brian. I'm making my friend Aimee's World Famous Oatmeal Chocolate Chip Cookies. They're yummy. I haven't made cookies in forever. It's kind of nice. While the cookies have been baking, I've been updating my blog. I may have to start baking cookies every night : )

Sleepy Squared

My sister-in-law, Kimberly, kept Emrie for me the week of Thanksgiving. She took Emrie and her three girls to the park. It was Em's first time on a swing. Kimberly said she LOVED it. Obviously she and her older cousin (by 8 mths)Secora had a blast. This is a picture of them on the way home from the park. Go ahead and say it...AWWWWW!!!

You gettin' in or what?

Our Little Cover Hog

Yep...that's Emrie in the middle of our bed. She normally goes to bed anywhere between 7-9pm. She starts in her bed but usually ends up in ours by early morning. I snapped this picture yesterday morning. Emrie had a bad night and was up quite a bit so I gave in and put her in bed with us. She'd doze off but anytime either Brian or I moved she'd wake back up. So, when she finally fell asleep Brian and I slipped out of our big, comfy, king size bed and claimed our spots on the couch and love seat. Ahhhh....sleep at last.

When I got up the next morning to take a shower I couldn't resist taking this picture. Such a tiny baby in such a big bed...her little head barely visible above the covers. She looked so warm and snuggly. I can't lie. I was totally jealous.

Radio MASH

Aiden went with me to Radio MASH yesterday. I was so proud of him. He helped unload toys from the cars that stopped by and he worked in the Toy Doctor tent too. As you can tell from the picture he was also on sign duty. It was so windy that our signs kept blowing down so he volunteered to stand by the entrance and direct cars. He's going back out with me today.

I'll be broadcasting live from 3-7pm. Drop by and see me and be sure to bring your new or gently used toy.

Another Week Older

Emrie turned 22 weeks old today. It seems like she's growing up so fast I don't have time to blog about it! Before I left for Radio MASH this morning I got her all dressed to spend the day with her Mufasa (my dad). He said they'd probably stop by MASH in the afternoon so I dressed her extra cute. In her 22 week old picture to the right she's sporting her milk chocolate (not to be confused with brown) onesie with the pink flower on it over her boot cut blue jeans. All sized for a 12 month old! Granted the pants were a little long but they fit just right around the waist. Besides...rolled up jeans are making a come back. Emrie is so chic.

Radio MASH

I have so much stuff to blog about BUT I'm pretty tied up with Radio MASH. We're in our 28th year of providing toys for children in the Brazos Valley. This year we have 5600 orders to fill - our biggest year ever. Please make a donation of a new or gently used toy or cash. We have always met our goal...with your help we can make sure this year is no different.

I asked Aiden to find 5 of his toys he no longer plays with and donate them to Radio MASH. He did pretty good up until toy #5. Our conversation went something like this...

What is this?
What?
Aiden, this is a Math workbook!
Yeah...I never used it.
These kids don't have any toys for Christmas! Why would they want a Math workbook?
The problems are easy...
Aiden! Get back in your room and find another toy! Oh, and do every one of those EASY Math problem before you come back out!

21 Weeks Old

Emrie turned 21 weeks old on black Friday. With all the excitement of the day I forgot to post her picture. So, here she is...our big baby girl. She's sporting 9mth old clothes! She's sitting up pretty much all by herself now. She still hates tummy time. In fact, she pretty much protests it (silently) every time. When we put her on her tummy she just sticks her thumb in her mouth and goes to sleep. I'm pretty sure she's going to skip crawling all together and go straight to walking. She's recently started playing peek-a-boo. She loves that game. She has also started eating rice cereal in the evenings before bed.

We love our little Mootz!

Emrie's First Black Friday

I had totally planned to do some black Friday shopping at Midnight this morning BUT after all the turkey & dressing (with all the trimmings) and apple dumplings with vanilla ice cream I passed out around 9pm. I didn't even make it to the end of the Aggie game which I understand is a blessing.
However when Emrie woke up all bright eyed at 4:30am (like she's been doing since the time change), I seized the opportunity! She and I made it to Kohl's, Target and JC Penney before she pooped out. What a trooper! She get's that from her mommy.

Emrie's First Turkey Trot

Turkey Trot 2011. It was a first for Emrie and a first for us as a family BUT we had so much fun I think we're going to make it a tradition. Our friends, Robert & Katherine Patterson and their daughter Devin, decided they were going to do a 5k run Thanksgiving morning called the Turkey Trot. I have no idea how she did it but Katherine talked me into doing it too. So, me, Emrie, Aiden and Brian all got up early yesterday morning and "trotted." Brian and Aiden did the 5k and Emrie and I did the family friendly mile walk. It was really fun although I think Aiden was disappointed there were no real turkeys trotting with us. I was so proud of him for doing the whole 5k that I think I'm going to try it next time. So, after I'm finished eating all the leftover turkey and pie I'm going to start training for the Armadillo Dash in March. Emrie was in a great mood as you can see from the picture. I think she's going to do the Armadillo Dash too!

Emrie's Purple Hat

One of my girlfriends, Erin, made this sweet little purple hat for Emrie as a shower present. I tried it out this morning when I was getting her dressed. She seemed to like it okay. That lasted about 5 minutes. By the time she was dressed and ready to go she was pulling it down over her facing and shouting obscenities. Alright, not really but as you can tell from the picture on the right, she was determined to get it off!

Judy's new spot

Judy used to sleep under our bed. Now when she comes in the house she's decided her new spot is under Emrie's bed. I snapped this picture of her over the weekend. Both Judy and Emma were in the house. Emma was in the living room with me. I couldn't find Judy anywhere. Then I went into the nursery where Emrie was sleeping and there was Judy asleep under the bed. I tried to get her to come out but she wouldn't budge. I was finally able to coax her out with a treat but the minute I turned my back she was back under the baby bed. I guess under it is better than in it...which is where she used to try to get all the time.

20 weeks old

I missed a Mootz update...she turned 19 weeks old somewhere between me having that nasty stomach virus and the flu so now she was 20 weeks old! The picture on the left is her 20 week old snap shot. It wont be long before she's bigger than her pillow pet. The picture on the right is of her and her Mufasa (my dad). She loves it when we hold her in a standing position like that. She's also now sitting up on her own...most of the time. She's packed full of personality. She get's that from her mommy.

Back Among the Living

I'm finally feeling a little better. I say a little because at the time only one nostril is operational and I hate being congested but it's getting better. I've been fever free since yesterday morning so I think the worst is over. Hopefully that means I'm no longer contagious. I wiped down the entire house with Clorox wipes just in case.

Emrie, my sweet little Mootz, has been staying with my parents the last couple of nights. My mom picked her up from Amy's on Tuesday because I didn't want to share this crud with her. My dad is bringing her home this afternoon. I can't wait to see her! This isn't the first time she stayed overnight with my parents but it's the first time it got to me...I cried both nights. Brian doesn't get it but you mommies out there will understand : ).

I watched the last Harry Potter movie yesterday, Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows Part II. It was good and I liked the ending. I've never read any of the books but I have thoroughly enjoyed the movies. I'm sad this was the final one. I don't want to ruin the end for any of you who have not yet seen it BUT I think there's the potential for a whole new series featuring Harry's children.

Happy Birthday Mom!

I love you so very much! I hope that I can be the bright light in Emrie's life that you are in mine.
I'll expand later. Right now I'm going to bed. Pretty sure I have the flu.

God told me to write this blog

I'm not kidding you. I can feel God's gentle push to write this one. This morning while I was getting ready for work I was halfway watching Fox and Friends. The host was interviewing former Indianapolis Colts Coach, Tony Dungy. He has a new book called The One Year Uncommon Life Daily Challenge. It has 365 daily reflections that encourage you to focus on the Lord and on your life. Dungy discussed how easy it is to have faith and say that God is taking care of you when everything is going well. It's when something negative happens that people tend to either push away from God or draw closer to God. And his new book, hopefully, will help people draw closer. I like it. And how true how...how true. When we were struggling to get pregnant I turned to God and prayed, prayed, prayed. And you know how that story ends - God blessed us with Emrie. Now that I have her and things are soooo good, I have to remind myself that she is a gift from God and that the praying should never stop. So that was this morning.

Then today at lunch during the Big Lunch Rush, I took a call from a man named Tim who wanted to hear a song for wife and daughter called "I'm Going to Love You Through It" by Martina McBride. If you haven't heard the song - Google it! It's an amazing song about breast cancer and love. So Tim said last year, he and his wife found out they were going to have a baby but they also found out his wife had cancerous cells on her pancreas. He was told he was going to lose his wife and baby. I can't even imagine what that feeling must be like. BUT by God's grace his wife and little girl survived! Today his daughter is 9mths old and both she and his wife are healthy! Wow! What a powerful message. So that was lunch.

How can you possibly hear that story and not believe in miracles?

And just now in my car, I started listening to a new book on CD, one my mom passed along to me. It's called Heaven is Real. It's a true story about a little boy who experienced Heaven and came back to tell about it. I'm just in the first few chapters but already it has touched my heart. I'll keep you posted on this one.

So that's it. God wanted me to share those things with you. I hope they move you and inspire you and encourage you. God is so good.

The Nutcracker Market

So me and my TAMU peeps made the trip to the Nutcracker Market in Houston. It was a blast!!! I have officially started my Christmas shopping. There was so much cool stuff there. Very unique gift ideas. I got stuff for my parents, in-laws, nieces, Emrie and friends. I would tell you specifically what I got BUT some of the very people I bought gifts for may be reading this. Guess you'll have to wait til Christmas. I think I'm going to make this an annual trip. FUN! FUN! FUN!

It's official. I'm a lemon.

I've developed de Quervain tendonitis. It causes a sharp pain at the base of the thumb (and wrist) and it most often affects new mothers. And, it's another post-partum ailment nobody bothers to tell you about.

For the last couple of weeks I've been noticing it getting steadily worse until this morning it was so bad I couldn't pick up Emrie! Now, after using it for a little while this morning and taking some Advil, it's loosened up a little.

I wasn't exactly sure what was going on but I figured it had something to do with having a baby because I never had this kind of pain before. So, I did what I always do...I GOOGLED it! I searched for wrist pain from holding a baby and there it was. de Quervain tendonitis. Apparently, lots of new mommies get it. The bad news - not much can be done to treat it. Wear a brace, take more Advil, try not to use it. Really? Now how am I going to accomplish that last part? The website also recommends a cortizone shot if the pain gets severe.

And we have TEETH

Emrie is 19 weeks old now and she has two teeth. I discovered those little chompers the hard way. That's right she bit me! Well, that's not exactly true...it was more like she just gnawed a harder when she was nursing. Over the last few weeks she's been putting everything in her mouth and I mean everything. She even tried to take a bite out of that pumpkin! My dad said he thought she might be teething but it seemed kind of early to me so I just blew that theory off. That is until the gnawing incident. And sure enough Emrie has two little teeth on the bottom. What can I say? She's an overachiever!

This picture was taken at the Krazy Korn Maze in Snook. And yes, she tried to take a bite out of that pumpkin!

Long time, no write...

Its been a long week. I'm glad its over. I'm lovin' this cooler weather. And, I can't wait for Emrie to get adjusted to the time change. She goes to bed early which is great because it gives me a little time to get stuff done in the evening BUT this waking up at 4am has got to stop!

On the bright side (and totally unrelated) Blue Bell released some new holiday flavors. I love the Peppermint and my new favorite, Banana Nut Bread. Yummy! Oh sure I was going to try to lose some weight before the holidays but I figure at this point I may as well wait until January and make it part of my annual resolutions. No sense in getting ahead of the game...

OH NO!! Mom and Uncle Brandon got it too! And last but not least Brian!

First Emrie had it...then me...then Mufasa...then Mom and Uncle Brandon...and now Brian! Emrie has managed to contaminate the whole family. Brian made it all the way to church this morning but didn't actually make it inside the building. We pulled up. Me, Aiden and Emrie got out and Brian said he was going to throw up and decided to go back home. He was nice enough come back to pick us up after church but he sure did look pale. I'll be glad when this bug has run its course.

Emrie is 18 weeks old!

Our sweet little girl is 18 weeks old! She's getting so big. She talks all the time...wonder where she gets that from? And you know, I think my dad is right, I'm pretty sure she can say I love you. She's getting her first tooth. It doesn't seem to be bothering her. She just puts everything in her mouth and drools everywhere. She's perfect!

Its 4:20am and the Eneks Fam is up!

Emrie had a big day yesterday. She and I spent some time at the radio station. She loves the Eli Young neon sign that hangs in the control room. Everytime she comes to the station I have to plug it in for her. Its mesmorizing.

Then we spent the afternoon playing and playing and playing. So, she zoncked out around 5pm. And then she slept and slept and slept. She only woke up long enough to nurse and have her diaper changed and then she was back to sleep. This continued until 5am this morning! 4am new time. So alas...we're all awake. She's in a great mood. She's playing in her baby gym now and Brian and I are drinking some coffee kicking ourselves for letting her go to bed at 5pm!

I'm feeling better but poor Mufasa.

I had a virus hit me late Wednesday night. I threw up all night. It was not pretty. So, my dad, better known as Mufasa to the kiddies out there, drove to Bryan early Thursday morning and took Emrie back to Brenham with him. What a blessing. It gave me a day to recover. I was still feeling puny Thursday night so mom and dad kept Emrie overnight...another blessing. I actually slept and didn't throw up a single time. By Friday I was feeling some better - not great but better. I was starving but afraid to eat anything too heavy because the last thing I wanted to do was throw up AGAIN.

My parents brought Emrie back to Bryan around 7:30 last night. Boy I missed her. She was full of big smiles for me and Daddy. We ate dinner (burgers from Wings n More). I actually had a third of mom's burger and just a few fries. It tasted amazing but I didn't want to overdo it. Emrie got a bath a little after 8 and we were all in bed by 9. And, Emrie actually slept. She did a nice 5 hour stretch and then another 3 hours. It was a good night.

This morning I called to thank mom and dad again for keeping Emrie overnight for me. Mom was fine but ol' Mufasa had the stomach bug. According to mom, he had been throwing up since 7 this morning. Hmmm...wonder what happened?

Oh boy...what a night

My stomach was bothering me all day yesterday. By 8pm, I was confinded to my bathroom. TMI - I know. But honestly, I threw up pretty much all night. I am seriously considering never eating solid food again. On the bright side...I think I lost a few pounds.

I did make it in to work today although reluctantly. As they say, the show must go on. Oh and I licked every microphone at the radio station. That's right I'm taking them all down with me.

Chicken Pox?

I noticed a couple of spots on Emrie's face yesterday morning. By the afternoon, she had 8 more bright red ones on her arm. YIKES!!! Could it be chicken pox? I found out if it is chicken pox there's really not much you can do. Tylenol for fever and an oatmeal bath for the itching. Thankfully, she hasn't had any fever and seems to be in a great mood so hopefully that means no itching. This morning the spots were still there but she didn't have any additional ones pop up. So now I'm thinking maybe it was a mosquito attack - which, honestly, I don't like that anymore than the idea of chicken pox. At least with bites she doesn't have to be quarantined. Regardless, she loved her oatmeal bath last night and has been in a wonderful mood today.

Another week bites the dust.

Emrie was 17 weeks old on Friday. She continues to get more personality every day. Lately, she's started doing raspberries with her tongue when I talk to her. She's like "Ehhh get outta here Mom. You're too funny. I think I'll spit a big raspberry at you." Then she spits and laughs.

This is her 17 week picture. Sorry I couldn't catch the raspberry on camera.

Our Little Cupcake!

The Aggie Mom's Clubs had their annual sale on campus Friday. I bought this sweet little cupcake hat for Emrie. I snapped a couple of pictures with my phone this morning. Everytime I see them I can't help but smile. I think the one on the left is going to be my "when I'm having a bad day" picture...you know, the picture that makes everything better. There is no way I can be in a bad mood after looking at it. God has blessed us with the sweetest little girl. I knew that I always wanted to be a mommy. Now I know exactly why. My heart overflows with love everyday with just one look at her. Thank you God for our Mootzie.

CHOKE!

Emrie went to bed last night around 7:30pm so I went to bed around 8:30pm. Hey, I learned my lesson early on...I gotta sleep when she sleeps. Anyhoo, she woke up around 10:30 and did not want to go back to sleep so she and I joined my dad on the couch and watched the end of game 6 of the World Series. The Rangers were sooooo close not once but twice. Wow can you say choke. Emrie was extremely disappointed. In fact, she was so distraught that she decided to stay up til about 1am. Then she was back up around 4am obviously awakened by nightmares of game 6. All I can say is the Rangers better win tonight. I need some sleep.

Mom + Dad = AWESOME

My mom keeps Emrie on Mondays and my dad keeps Emrie on Thursdays and Fridays. When my moms here she normally cleans. She does the laundry, changes the bed clothes, washes dishes etc. It's AWESOME! When my dad is here he cooks. Tonight we had meat loaf, mashed potatoes and corn. Again AWESOME!
I'm currently working out the details of my master plan to convince them to BOTH come on Mondays, Thursdays and Fridays : )
We're winding down for the evening. Emrie is already in bed and we're watching the world series. Go Rangers!
Tomorrow is Friday. Thank you God!

The Butterfly Orb

I've been meaning to post pictures of this thing I bought for Emrie's nursery called the Butterfly Orb. It's really cool. I custom ordered it and actually got to choose how much of which colors I wanted. So I went with 40%turquoise, 40% yellow, and 20% pink.
It matches her nursery just right. Right now it's hanging over her changing station. The ceiling fan creates just enough breeze to make it spin slowly. It's mesmerizing. And Emrie likes it too.

It's also a real pain because it never fails when I'm changing Emrie's diaper and get a little too close...the next thing you know my hair is tangled up in the orb! Once she starts sleeping in her baby bed (yes, she's still in our room right now) I plan to move it over her bed so she can gaze at the butterflies as she's drifting off to sleep. Awww sweet baby.

Mommy & Emrie Day

My Wednesday babysitter, Amy, went out of town for the rest of the week so Emrie and I spent the whole day together. This morning we tried out her exersaucer for a while. She really likes bouncing up and down in that thing and pushing the buttons to make the lights and music come on. She also had her dreaded tummy time. Most of the time when we put her on her tummy she just stubs her nose at us, stick her thumb in her mouth and falls asleep but not this morning. As you can see in the picture she was up looking around. It won't be long before she's sitting up all by herself.

At 10am we headed to the radio station. In fact, if you listened to KORA from 10am-3pm you probably heard Emrie on the radio. She'd be quiet as a mouse until I turned on the microphone and then she'd start talking or humming or laughing. I think this baby has a real future in radio!

When I got off the air she and I did a little shopping at Gymborie. Well, I shopped and she slobbered all over my shoulder. I don't think she's teething yet but she sure does slobber. Anyway, I picked up a bright red shirt with polka dot tights on SALE. I love that word SALE! It's never too early to teach it to your children.

Emrie is sleeping now and I'm working on her scrapbook. I've made it all the way through her showers. I haven't even gotten to the part where she was born yet. WHY? Why didn't someone warn me about what a big undertaking a scrapbook would be? At the rate I'm going she's going to be a year old and I'll still be working somewhere around the 3 month range.

Quick Update from the Weekend

Congratulations to my cousin Cody and his new beautiful wife Bri!

They tied the knot on Saturday in Industry, Texas. It was a really nice wedding. My singing partner Scott Hughes and I sang at the church. We sang The Prayer. I love that song.

Brian had his company picnic so he and Aiden went there first and then met us at the reception in Shelby. It was Emrie's first wedding and she did really well. Mom gave one of the readings during the ceremony and I was up at the front singing so daddy better known as Mufasa was responsible for Emrie. I honestly only heard her once during the ceremony and even then she wasn't crying. She was just chattering away.

She also did really well at the reception. Granted she had three major blowouts but I was well stocked with backup clothes. I only wish I would have gotten at least one good picture of her in any of her wedding clothes. By the third change of clothes she was down to your basic pink onesie. Ahhhh my little Mootzie made big poopsie. That just came to me. Yep. Sometimes I amaze even myself.

The Walking Dead

Brian and I have recently started watching the TV show The Walking Dead. It's in its second season and we still can't figure out where the zombies came from...maybe in season three. Anyhoo, it's Monday night and I'm waiting for our other favorite show Sons of Anarchy to come on. I just stumbled across a show on the History Channel called Zombie Apocalypse. This show is actually telling you what to do should zombies attack. Right now it's discussing what weapons are best suited to properly kill a zombie. In case you're wondering, a snow shovel is one of the number one rated tools. I'm afraid we in Texas are going to be out of luck. The good news is that guns are a handy second - plenty of those in Texas. Oh, and always aim for the brain.

I gotta be honest; I never gave much thought to it. You know zombies are just something someone with a morbid imagination made up to scare the poop out of you. Well, not according to this show. It's tying biological warfare to the creation of zombie-like people much like the movie I Am Legend. Now that is scary.

16 Weeks Already

This is Emrie chillaxin' on her pink piggy pillow pet. She was 16 weeks old on Friday! She kind of looks like her favorite Uncle Brandon when he was a baby.

At 16 weeks Emrie has become a little chatter box. I have no idea what she's saying but she just talks away. I especially love it when I ask her a question and she answers in her precious baby talk. It makes me laugh which makes her laugh. That's also something new she's just recently started doing...LAUGHING. She has also discovered her feet. They're apparently very captivating because she loves holding them...pulling on them...staring at them...talking to them. Ah feet. Who knew?

15 Weeks Old

I have really gotten behind on my daily blog - SORRY!!! This whole mommy thing can be very time consuming.

Emrie was 15 weeks old on Friday. I figured I better post her 15 week old picture before this Friday gets here and she's actually 16 weeks old!

I included her 11 week old picture too so you can see how much she's changed. She's getting so big.

Thank you God for our little Emrie. You have truly blessed us. Our hearts overflow with joy and love daily!

Mootz...in a hat!

It was a little chilly this morning so I dug out one of Emrie's little hats for her to wear. She looked so funny...but warm. I just had to share this picture with you.

I call it Mootz in a Hat!

Aggie Bling

98.3 KORA and Montelongo's have teamed up to bring you the Collegiate Jewel Giveaway! Every time you hear the Aggie War Hymn call us to register for the weekly drawing for some AGGIE BLING! The winner will be drawn on Friday mornings. I love this contest because I actually have a beautiful ring from The Collegiate Jewel and I receive so many compliments on it. If you're a true Aggie fan you should stop by Montelongo's and check this jewelry out. In fact, while you're there REGISTER TO WIN IT!!!

That Hit the Spot

At the end of my really, really, really bad day I was exhausted. Being upset will do that to you. And, I had a crick in my neck. It didn't start out too bad but by the end of the day I couldn't turn my head. So I decided I deserved a massage!

I managed to get in a 30 minute appointment at the French Door at 5:15. If I would have known how good it was going to be I would have scheduled a full hour. Delores, my massage therapist, took a couple of minutes to discuss my trouble spot and then got started. I was wonderful. This sounds kind of ugly but I really liked it because she was all about my massage and not a chatty cathy. I don't want to talk during my massage. I want to just lay there and drool. Delores has it down to a science. It was like getting a massage from a mime. I went in knotted up and left feeling like jello.

I know what you're thinking and NO I do not get paid to tell you these things and I didn't get a free massage. I just believe in passing along good stuff and my massage was REALLY GOOD STUFF!

Sometimes a girl just needs flowers

I was having a really, really, really, really bad day. You know how sometimes you let those little things slide...and slide...and slide until all of a sudden you just can't do it anymore and you explode. Well, today I had reached my capacity with the little things.

Anyway, since Brian is out of town and my stupid cell phone only works half of the time (which only adds fuel to the flames) I decided to unload on my good friend John Siegler. Thank you John for listening to me rant and rave and cuss and fuss. Thank you also for the flowers. They made my really, really, really, really bad day a little more tolerable. Thank you for thanking me for all of my hard work.

See how easy that was? I said "thank you." Those two simple words go a long way. We should all say them a little more often.

The Best Night So Far

Emrie stayed with my parents yesterday in Brenham. My mom watches her on Monday and my dad gets Thursday and Friday. So, with Brian out of town I ended up staying the night in Brenham too. Wednesday night was the pits. Emrie wasn't feeling well so she was up ALL NIGHT which means I was up all night. I made the drive the B/CS early yesterday morning, doubled up on coffee and was okay until about 3pm. Boy, I was tired. I made it through work and hit the road back to Brenham at around 6pm. Thankfully, Emrie was feeling better and had an amazing day with her Mufasa - that's what we call my dad. She was talking away when I got there. My dad has been trying to teach her to say "I love you" which he swears he's heard her say : ) You gotta love grandparents.

I went through our nightly routine of nursing, bathing and putting Emrie to sleep and she passed out at 8:30pm. Now here's the GREAT part. She slept like a log until 2:30am. That's 6 whole hours! I was so refreshed (its amazing what a couple extra hours can do) that I didn't mind nursing her in the middle of the night. And you know that little Mootz fell right back to sleep. We were both snoozing again by 3am. Granted I had to be up extra early this morning (5am)because I had to report for work at 7am but still it was a great night!

My little Mootz is growing up so fast! Brian wont recognize her when he gets back.

Brian's daily pictures...

When Brian is out of town I try to send him a couple pictures of Emrie each night. These are the two from last night. She looks so funny!

He misses his little Mootz. He calls every morning and every night to talk to her. Yes, I'm chopped liver : )

I normally put him on speaker phone so she can see the picture of Brian on my phone and hear his voice at the same time. The picture on the left is her..."you talkin' to me" face. Priceless!