Peterson Family Christmas Party!

This weekend we went down to my parents house for the Peterson Family Christmas Party! :)

I love the Christmas party.. it's one of the things that I always look forward to when it comes to the holiday season!

It is a little sad now that we're older... and the gift exchange is a little less fun when there aren't 15 kids under the age of 12 going crazy over the awesomeness that is their new remote control car or Barbie.

Although I'd be lying if I said that Brenner didn't freak out over his remote control car.  Oh yeah, that thing was  a hit.

We decided to go down to Monroe for the Christmas Party the night before... much to my Mother's surprise! ha! Sorry mom for just showing up like that...

We had a lot of fun just hanging out and Emerson got to play with a couple of Brenner's old toys.

She LOVED them!!

It's awesome that she can now play with toys... and that she enjoys them!  I love seeing her grow.  I wish it would happen slower though.  Why do they get big so fast?!

 (Except I do often wish for the day that she learns to sleep through the night always.... that will be the greatest day there ever was.)

She seriously loved this cube thing.  It entertained her forever!!

(yeah... I know we look as pale as a Stephenie Meyer vampire.... I'm blaming it on the lighting, not the fact that I'm in desperate need of a tan)

At the Christmas party Emerson had the chance to open her very first Christmas present!  I can't really say that she liked opening the gift, but I can definitely say that she wasn't terrified of all the noise and when the wrapping paper was ripped.  So I think of that as a success.  (Sometimes she gets really scared of really really random things...)

She got a super cute little dolly from her cousin Kaden! :)  She already loves sucking on the dolls hands.  So it was definitely a successful present!

The next day we went to church with my family!  Their church is at 9 a.m. which is normally when Emerson is waking up (Sundays always throw off her schedule... is it just me or does church ALWAYS interfere with at least 2 naps, no matter what time it's at?!!)

So she did REALLY well during Sacrament meeting... did not so well during Sunday School (and spit up ALL over her outfit.. she smelled like vomit.  It was lovely)... and then spent pretty much all of Relief Society in my dad's office, but at least he managed to get her to sleep... something that I had not been able to do for the entire 3 hour block.

When we got home we had to take a few pictures in front of the Christmas tree in our church clothes... even though she wasn't wearing her Christmas dress or anything.. it still just had to happen!

Oh my heck! Don't you just want to kiss them?!  (I'll let you kiss my baby... please don't kiss my husband. K? Thanks!)

And all of us! :)

I sure do love my cute family!

Also, I have to add this picture because Brenner wanted me to pose Emerson like this and then get our picture taken together.  I think that it's hilarious!  They look like they're doing the actions for "I'm a Little Tea Pot".  What a goof!

And then! The coolest thing ever happened!  I told Camden that I was going to sit Emerson up and then hurry and take my arms away and when I did that to hurry and snap a picture of her before she fell over (I did have the intentions of catching her when she did fall over)

And look what happened....

Oh yeah!! She sat up all by herself!! 

Of course I started to freak out with excitement (because I get over enthused about things...) so I totally wasn't ready when she did finally fall over... She toppled right on backwards...

Not my finest parenting moment... As Ammon loves to point out. 

....Meh!

Now we're definitely in the mood for CHRISTMAS!

Because... after all there's only 6 more sleeps til Chriiiistmaaas.

(The Muppet Christmas Carol is the best Christmas movie.  Ever.  No battle!) 

Instagram!

Here are a few photos of my life (mostly Emerson) according to my phone! :)

Love her so so much!

Tongue Tied

A few days after Emerson was born I noticed that her tongue sort of had a bit of a heart shape when she tried to stick it out.  Tried being the key word there.  She could barely get her tongue to her bottom lip...

I mentioned it at her 2 month doctors appointment, but our regular pediatrician was on maternity leave and when I mentioned her tongue to the substitute (replacement?  fill-in?  alternate?) pediatrician she just sort of told me that it didn't look too bad and that she'd probably be fine.. but if when she was older she had trouble talking then they could fix it.

That was not the answer that I wanted.. The last thing that I want is to have my 8 year old made fun of at school because of her weird speech.  I'm sure she'll have PLENTY of other things to be mocked for growing up.. no need to add extra. haha!!

I brought it back up to her real pediatrician at her 4 month appointment and the ped said that she was honestly surprised she was able to eat with how bad her tongue was tied.

So.... We scheduled an appointment for today

If anyone tells you that that fixing a tied tongue is no big deal and a super easy procedure they are lying to you.

Lying so so bad.

We scheduled an appointment today for 11.  Finally went back into the procedure room at about 11:50.. and didn't see the doctor until 12:30...

A very long long time for a baby who is ready for a nap and on the verge of getting hungry again... Also very very long time for a Mama who is already emotional just thinking about the whole thing.

Ammon tried to stay with us for as long as possible.. but he finally had to leave so that he could get to work.  So I got to experience the whole thing by myself.

And it was awful.

They had to strap her down to the table... complete with arm restraints...

That immediately started the crying

From both of us!

The doc then shot a MASSIVE needle into that thing under her tongue (you know, the one that connects the tongue to the bottom of your mouth).  And he used these two scissor looking clamp-like things to keep her tongue up at the top of her mouth.

This made both of us cry harder.

(Yes... I am a boob sometimes)

Finally, he made a couple of cuts in her tongue, then released her from her restraints and let me take her.

He then gave me a hug. haha!

Traumatic.... (the tongue thing, not the hug)

After Emerson calmed down a bit, I got out of there as fast as I could.  Mostly so I could call Ammon and bawl like a baby to him while I drove home.


Here we are waiting in the procedure room... we're smiling because we have no idea what's about to happen.


I do have to admit though.. that since coming home I have noticed that Emerson is already having an easier time eating than she ever has.


I suppose that means the whole thing was worth it....

Traumatic.. but worth it.