I really can’t believe that little Emmy is six weeks old. I gaze at her daily and think to myself I wish I could just freeze the second because each one goes so fast and I know before I realize she’ll be running around screaming profanities.

She’s started lifting her head for long periods of time and you don’t have to worry about holding her head when you hold her. We’re still working on tummy time. She really isn’t a fan.

She nurses like a champ and can smell the second mama’s milk is in the air. In fact, she can be in a deep sleep and the second I start pumping my milk she wakes up. Margot says that she thinks I’m giving away the goods!

She loves her big sister. In fact, every evening Grammy holds Emmy and she gazes in her eyes. Emmy has started smiling at Grammy and it just melts our hearts. I’m sure the girls already have a one-of-a-kind sister bond.

Yesterday we went out to do a geocache and while Margot and Graem were digging through the trees to find treasure Emmy started screaming bloody murder. I got her out of the carseat. Sure enough, she has a grade six explosion. Poo was all over the place including diaper, dress, dress diaper cover, carseat, head thingy in carseat, and soon got on all of us.

We’ve decided to do a rating system of poo because before we’d go out and realized that no matter where we were we’d start talking about what a doozie crap our kid took. We figured that if we added a number system her to poos it could be an insider poo secret - instead of saying:

“THAT WAS THE BIGGEST SHIT I’VE EVER SEEN IN MY LIFE!”

“It went everywhere and was a bright yellow!!”

Now after all of that poo talk - I’m going to leave you with beautiful pictures of little Emmy!