While it is fun to nurse your stuffed animals, who wouldn't want to nurse the real thing? A quick rescue was in order. From a mommy's point of view: while it is fun to nurse your daughter's stuffed animals, it is absolutely a riot to be told that your bottle of lotion is absolutely famished and must nurse as well! Now imagine your daughter conveying all of that with her mouth full of nipple!

There were 5 women there and 9 kids (8 of whom were nurslings). It was so great to meet other AP moms. (Well, I already know my sister - in the pink!)

"Daddy's shampoop?" and other philosophies

Emma phrases almost everything she says in thhe form of a question. My current favorite things that she says are: Emma nurse too (her very first sentence!), Daddy's shampoop, nose runny, blooooo puppy (said w/ your chin in the air on blue and quickly bring it down on puppy),Whereza da phone - or any other object? (she started saying this one the day she lost my cell phone. I had to wait until someone called me to find it. It was in the bathroom if you really wanted to know!), and Emma poot!
Emma is currently on a clothing strike. This is akin to a potty (or any other for that matter) strike. No clothes. Zilch. Nada. Nuttin'. Fin. While we can convince her that clothes are neccessary for outside during the winter (it's below freezing with snow on the ground here) and church, as soon as we get back inside, off come the clothes. Also, if someone could let me know why one must be completely naked to go potty - get back to me on that one! While I don't mind the clothing strike (she's pretty cute nakey bum if I do say so myself!) it makes it quite difficult to get pictures that I can share on my blog! Perhaps if I stop garnishing her wages, she'll start wearing clothes again?

A few weeks ago, Daniel, Emma and I went to a nurse-in at the Boise airport. We went in response to an incident in which a breastfeeding mother was escorted off of a public flight (booked by Delta) for nursing her 22 month old (Emma's age) daughter. For more info here is a link. http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/15924715...sweek/from/ET/ It was really great to be able to participate in a nationwide demonstration for something that I feel so passionately about.

Afterwords we went to the Nature Center there in Boise. It was a great afternoon of free fun.

Tuan, Emma and I went to a great pumpkin patch to choose our pumpkins this year. They had a great photo place set up, but it was too busy and we didn't want to wait. We still got great pics in other places. Emma loved the wheelbarrow ride chose a small white pumpkin. I was about 1 week past my duedate at this time and got teased by the owners that I was trying to sneak a pumpkin out of the patch! ;o)

Introducing Daniel Fang Le

Daniel is a name that both Tuan and I really like. Fang is Daniel's Poppa's (grandpa) name. It took some time, but we are very happy with our choice. Emma seems to agree as Daniel was the first and only name choice that she actually said.

Emma looks on as the midwife weighs Daniel. With a guess of 9lbs2oz she came beat out me, Tuan and her apprentice! By the way, at one week he tipped the scale at 9lbs9oz!

Daniel is just starting to pink up after birth when Emma asks to give him a kiss. The kissing hasn't stopped since!

Emma holding her brand new baby brother Daniel.

I tell you! They do it to torment me, don't they! After all the time and thought I put into making their costumes, these are the only pics they let me get! Argh! Emma is a witch (sans hat - that I did make by the way!) and Daniel is her black cat. The pics just get better . . .

and better . . .

and better . . .

and better!

What an adorable black cat!

Emma wanted to help me make her hallowe'en costume. Unfortunately this was the only time other than trick-or-treating that she would wear her hat! She wasn't a fan of the big brim I think.

hmm - how does this go together?