A busy 9th week

We had a fun-packed memorial day weekend...

Saturday morning we met Ken and Patty for breakfast.  Emmery loved Patty- she didn't cry or fuss the whole 2.5 hours we were there!

Emmery is really growing up and becoming more independent.  I am often amazed at how she is starting to be just content sitting or laying on her own.  Here she is just watching me cook dinner.

On Saturday night we had Dave & Anke and Zac & Janelle over for dinner.  Dave & Anke had a little boy, Oliver, exactly one week before Emmery was born.  We actually had the same doctor, so every once in a while I would see her at the doctor's office.

The boys.

Janelle with her cute 2 year old boy, Evan.  I tried to make cupcakes from scratch using my Martha Stewart cupcake book, and they turned out pretty dry :(  Good thing frosting can always help a dry cupcake!

Emmery, Oliver, and Anthony (Dave & Anke's 2.5 yr old- you can see his hands under Oliver) tried to make a totem pole.  Emmery was happy being on top, but Oliver wasn't having it :)

On Sunday Tom, Jean, John, Amanda, Johnny, and Quincie came up for the day!  We walked downtown for Realities Ride and Rally, but not much was going on since most of the bikers were out on the "Ride". So we went out to lunch and then walked to the park.  Emmery slept for a good chunk of the day, but they did get to see a bit of her smiling.  I only have 2 pictures from that day, so will have to get some more from Jean.
Emmery cuddling with her Aunt Amanda and Uncle John.

And getting fed by cousin Johnny.

On Tuesday Emmery and I headed down to Castle Rock to see Kelly and the boys in their new home.  Emmery was a lucky girl to be hanging out with two cute older boys, and I enjoyed seeing their new home which Kelly and Dane are quickly making beautiful with a little cleaning, paint, and love.  Here the three kids are together- Carter is sucking on a pacifier to be like a baby for the picture :)

On Wednesday Emmery had her 2 month well visit, which means she got her 2 month vaccinations... she cried a lot, took a nap, and then became very grumpy.  When Jamison got home she quit fussing for a little while to let him know how mean I was to her that day, and then the only way she would sleep that night is if I held her.  Poor thing.  Luckily after ~1.5 days she was back to her usual self.

On Friday we ran errands and got ready to head down to Denver and the Springs for the weekend.  So, I quickly took her 9 week old pictures as we were running out the door.  She could tell I was rushing her...