Pablo Picasso, Claude Monet, Vincent Van Gogh, step aside! There’s been new talent found. Developing best with highlighters and finger paints while also enjoying chalk pastels and wax crayons. Introducing ‘art-ing’ at its best, Emery Elise.
If drawing a masterpiece isn’t enough, she also explores the deconstruction side of mastery. Splendid. Simply splendid.
Every child is an artist. The problem is how to remain an artist once we grow up. ~Pablo Picasso
“Waterton is quiet, uncrowded National Park. The Perfect place to view spectacular scenery, wildlife and enjoy outstanding recreational opportunities.
Discover nature at its best... Year Round!... A rare gem tucked into the south-western corner of the province of Alberta, Canada.
In this breathtaking part of the world, the majestic Rocky Mountains rise suddenly out of the rolling prairies.
Amid the peaks are the lakes of Waterton Lakes National Park, carved out of the rock by ancient glaciers.”
Well that pretty much sums it up people! Waterton is lovely, so we go there on nice weekends. Our friends, the Harrisons, joined us on this past adventure. How fun. We even saw a bear, dear, and goats. Eating lions that were dandy. Did you know you can eat dandelions too? http://southernfood.about.com/od/collardgreens/r/bl30319f.htm
How educational.
Did your mom ever call you a goofus on the roofus? Mine did, almost everyday. I consider myself lucky. Not only because we have our own goofous, but because this little goofy roofy looks just like me! For crying in the beer bucket, when did this little lady grow up? I never thought our wee big eyed beauty would ever be running around naked with clothes on her head, rolling and thrashing about, pretending she is a baby. She is a wonder. And so am I. Did anyone else just realize I’m a mom, or am I the only one surprised? Holy wonder bread. I love the stuff. Anyways! Back to Emery Elise. Did I mention her snug as a bug in a rug cuddles these days? AUGH! Heavens to Betsy. Warm macaroni and cheese. Dryer sheets and Costco samples. They are smashing. Everyday is great with this golden gal. Love her. We can’t believe that in two shakes of a dead lambs tail there will be another snuggle bundle in our family. We are about ready to jump out of skin with excitement. Oh crazy daisy, it’s past my bedtime and I've stopped making sense. But, making sense is overrated anyways. Night Good.
Well I don’t know about you, Karen Carpenter, but rainy days and Mondays sure don’t get us down! Actually they get us up. Those raindrops on roses, and whiskers on kittens are not only a few of my favorite things, but little reminders that a good puddle jumping is just a sniffle away. Emery is taking it easy these days in her size-to-big rubber boots and size-to-small rain coat. She doesn’t seem to mind except when her boots trip her up and she is stuck flattened to the sidewalk because her coat wont let her bend. I laugh, she cries, its some kind of wonderful. Got to love hand me downs. I can only imagine how many beds her boots have been under. After our obladi oblada outside we snuggled up to some of our cherished happy little baby songs. We sang about friends, and the people we know. We sang about the places we go, about the world and the places we see, and we even sang about you and me. So just remember…Its a wonderful day, to go out and play, hey maybe you can come along. All you need to bring is a song to sing, a happy little baby song.
