We are so happy to have had two loud, energetic, goofy, cuddly, and exciting years with Emmett! Looking back it seems like we were just in China yesterday, but at the same time it feels like he has been with us forever. It's hard to remember our family without Emmett chit-chatting nonstop from morning to night.
Or making impromptu guns (even after repeated sanctioning from his parents) out of paper, sticks, tinker toys, Legos, play dough, or whatever else he is currently playing with. What would sacrament meeting be with out having to whisper repeatedly that we don't shoot people at church - especially the Bishopric who make lovely targets behind the pulpit, or without having to go yow-yow approximately every ten minutes?
How boring car rides would be without a little voice CONSTANTLY yapping in the back seat (I've discovered that he can hold a whole conversation with himself if I just occasionally grunt acknowledgment).
Wouldn't our house be too quiet without the pitter-patter of his tiny feet as they race through the kitchen or around the living room, stopping only to do a somersault across the couch or bum-scoot as fast as lightening down the stairs?
And who wants a perfectly clean house anyway when you can have walls and furniture decorated with artwork? (Don't ask about the coloring on the OUTSIDE of our house or the red dye marks on his bedroom furniture.)
Shopping, dining out, going to a museum, or any other public arena would be so drab without the the constant oohing and aahing over Emmett as he charms his way through life. Preschool would be a bore if he didn't show up to get the party started. We wouldn't even know the definition of "charisma" if we didn't live with it everyday and see the huge effect such a tiny person can have on the world at large.
Yep, we are so fortunate to have this huge personality in that little body as part of our family.
We are so fortunate to have a little boy we can call our very own son.
