Manners and Fashion

Emily is learning to help out with the dishes and with cooking. She likes to give directions and instructions to make sure that we handle critical steps in the right order: alright Daddy, now that you've prayed, kiss mommy and then turn the music back on; first this sock, then that sock, I've picked out some nice shoes for you; here, let me unplug the vacuum for you... now wrap up the cord please.
Along with her developing culinary sense, is a remarkable fashion sense. She is not opposed to pulling all of her clothes out of her drawers if necessary to find that perfect outfit. She knows how to accessorize.
She's still working on her manners. She says, "Uh oh," for burps or other gastrointestinal noises, but she's still learning the proper etiquette for eating casserole. Maybe I'm partially to blame.


This is some great casserole. I love this stuff! But eating it by hand is much too slow... how does Daddy finish off his cereal so fast in the morning?

Oh yeah! This is definitely the way to eat casserole. Delicious! Some fell on my shoulder? Meh, there's more where that came from.

This doesn't pour out as smoothly as Daddy's milk... not a problem. I'll just lick up those last few morsels.

Delicious. Now I'll just top it off with a swig of milk.

Um... hello? Why am I out of milk?

You know... Daddy never ends up with cereal on the back of his head. I wonder what's his secret.