Emma Rose is really really really really 3 months old.

Emma Rose is 3 months old.

She LOVES to laugh (especially at herself).

She's really trying to crawl.

And her favorite position is upright.

She really loves her big cousin, Charlie, who is 5 weeks older than she is.

I think she's a really really pretty girl...

(..and, as I'm beginning to learn that girls are "pretty" and boys are "ham-some," I'm also learning that "girls wear dresses and boys wear shorts."

I love to help mommy take care of her.

(For example, if she starts to fuss, I tell Mommy, "Hey Mommy, baby Emma Rose really really really really crying, Mommy.")

But there are still things that baby Emma Rose can't do like big boys can...

I can run "really really really really really...

...really really really really fast."

And I can crawl into my daddy's lap all by myself.

Baby Emma has to be held to sit in a lap.

But it won't be too long before those chunky thighs are really running too, though.

And 'til then, I'm just really really really happy being her big brother.

Happy Birthday, America!

Emma Rose and I have been all smiles around here.

At 2 1/2 months, her stubborn determination is starting to pay off,

...And we've been practicing our favorite song, "Happy Birthday," in preparation for America's big day...

Emma Rose got all dolled up for the occasion,

Though she could help but feel a little ridiculous in all of her cuteness.

I was SO excited to spend even more time outside with my family.

And when evening came, I sang "Happy Birthday" to America.

It was soon after that I saw what happened on America's Birthday, and I grew very concerned:

"Sky messy up there," I kept disapproving when fireworks started to explode.

Uncle Zach came over and made the street messy too.

The noise really worried me, because it was a little louder than "funder."

...So Mommy and I watched the ground get messy from inside until it was time to say "night-night" to America.