This week has been rather calm. Emily doesn't like being on her back so she'll roll to her tummy, but then she gets mad because she's on her tummy! Now that she's figured out how to go from her back to her tummy, I think she's forgotten how to go the other way! Since Sunday, I don't think she's gone from her tummy to her back once! (Sunday she was going back and forth from back to tummy and tummy to back all on her own.) We had dinner with my parents in Coleman last night and made Emily perform for them. Not the best circumstances, but the back of our Pilot worked just fine in a pinch.
I was playing with my camera to see if I could take a bunch of shots sequentially, but I can't figure out how to do it automatically, so here's what I came up with manually. (and, yes, the last row is the same as the first...Picasa has to have a certain number of pictures!)
I like to call this one "Papa's got me, but I've got my bib." (Notice how she's holding her bib, even in her sleep!)
And, last but not least, "Papa's little angel."