Before & After

Practicing my Photoshop skills with a photo of Emily by the fountain
at the Peninsula Park Rose Garden.

 

Planting

We just moved to an apartment almost identical to the one we were in, only with a balcony. So when we had finished moving everything we went and got some plants and potting soil, and we all went outside and got our hands good and dirty. Emily had gotten a package for Easter with some jiffy pots and tomato seeds, and garden tools with Elmo on them, and she was very excited about being able to dig with her new scoops!

Ok, so Ken and I ended up doing most of the actual planting - but Emily was right there watching and asking questions, and patting and poking, and pouring potting soil from one container into another.

 

The strawberry plants had some little flowers on them already, and Emily was fascinated when I told her that the flowers were going to turn into strawberries!

When we had finished planting everything - one container of strawberries and mint, and one of herbs and vegetables, plus the little tomato pots - we gave all the plants a drink of water. That was where Emily really got to help. She kept saying "Mama, the plants are going to live and grow!"

She can see them from her bedroom window; this morning she was somewhat concerned because "the wind was getting on them" and she was afraid they were going to blow away. We went out and checked on them, and gave them a little more water, and made sure that all was well in the plant kingdom.

One Little Monkey

...jumping on the couch. Ken was making dinner, and heard a thud followed by a wail. I was out taking a class, and when I got home they were in the bathtub. Of course it was a Friday night, and when we got to the Emergency Room at about 8:30pm, it was packed. We finally got to see a doctor at about 2:00am.

The doctors and nurses were great - the nurse made a "big hand balloon" for Emily to play with. She was a trouper, even though it was so late and her head was still bleeding. She charmed everyone (of course) and wanted to know everybody's name, asked all the doctors and nurses how they were doing.

 

It was a long, long night though. By the time we got into a room with a bed Emily was ready to crash. Luckily, after that we weren't there for very long. They put some topical anesthetic on her head and then used three staples to close up the cut. She cried then, but not for long - I think at that point she was more worn out than hurt.

We finally got home at around 3:30am
...and Emily was up at 9:00 the next morning, ready to go!