A month or so ago, my lil' Emily Jo fell from her sister's top bunk bed. Other than a nasty black eye she was okay, but it was scary! Unrelated, but a funny Emmy moment two days ago came when she was trying desperately to tell me something, but kept getting stuck half way through her sentence, "I just want to..." repeated over and over and over again until I told to to just spit it out already. She immediately stopped, turned and let a large plop of droolie spit dangle to the floor! I was first stunned, then upset for a millisecond until it dawned on me she had simply done what I had asked her to do. Ah, bless the little ones.
