In the last week we had two big milestones in the Messner house. I celebrated my 31st birthday and Emerson celebrated 8 months of baby bliss (or more likely, 8 months of tolerating her parents and beagles). Seriously, she has to put up with this sort of business day in and day out. . .goldfish leg warmers, bunny hats, dogs wearing bowties.
The picture below was taken after she found the sticker, smashed it, and started to chew on it.
At 8 months Emerson is doing great. She loves to eat, jabbers and screams (happy screams, of course), and she just started to crawl this past weekend. Things are going to start to get interesting.
Emerson will all of her Easter loot.
Stan waiting for Riley to prepare him a glass of wine. She is perusing the selection.
My birthday came first and I'm the most important so let's start with my birthday--yeah right, we know who rules the roost over here, regardless, we'll start with my birthday. This year I decided to celebrate my birthday all weekend long. On Friday we went downtown to meet friends and celebrate opening day. We didn't have tickets, but we still had a hot dog and beer at Biker Jim's to feel special. Emerson liked watching the crazy people.
On Saturday (my actual birthday), we met up with friends for a bicycle brewery tour. I have to admit I was nervous. I haven't seriously rode a bike since middle school. I'm more of the casual, slow, ride serpentine down the middle of the street type of cyclist. Long story short: I rode to 5 different breweries, enjoyed beers with good friends, didn't crash, and came home to lots of cake.
Later that evening, Anna and I went to a drinking and painting class. We aced drinking. Painting--not so much. We opted not to paint along with the rest of the class. They were painting a lame interpretation of the golden gate bridge. Instead we commemorated the activities that were to follow. Drinking and biking. Anna stuck to bikes, while I attempted to paint some beer cans too. The only "compliments" I got from the art teacher: "wow. that's a lot of colors." and "you paint a pretty good beer can from memory." Despite our lack of talent, we had a lot of fun.
Emerson and I before the bike brewery tour. She stayed home with her nanny.
The crew before heading off to the first brewery.
3rd Stop. Check out my Jammy Pack. It's a fanny pack that is also a speaker for your ipod. Josh gave it to me for my birthday. I love it.
Now for the little lady. On April 8th, Emerson turned 8 months old. Here she is modeling her 8 month birthday sticker. I have to keep it out of her line of sight so she doesn't try to eat it.
