Since Margot's arrival, Emmett has taken to some new hobbies.
His favorite seems to be standing at the top of the stairs and spitting, aiming to land on the furthest possible step.
Another new pastime includes Emmett gathering rocks from the front yard, bringing them into the bathroom, watching them dive into the toilet water while screaming onomatopoeias. "PLOP....KERPLUNK....SPLASH!"
He also loves trying to play basketball with Margot. He frequently throws his ball at her yelling, "Catch Baby Margot!" His frustration with her ineptness only leads him to keep trying.
However, I do have to admit I have grown to love one of his new found hobbies. This is his amusement with examining Margot. He is amazed with the tiny parts of this tiny living being. Her miniature toes, belly button, fingers, ears.
This morning as I was holding the wide awake newborn, Emmett came over to examine her and was suddenly engrossed, eye to eye, with her. He then turned to me and exclaimed, "There are blueberries in Margot's eyes Mom!"
Then, catching my eyes, he grabbed my face and pulled me in face to face with his and discovered, "There are blueberries in Mom's eyes too!"
I suddenly forgot about the the countless times my hand had been in the toilet digging out rocks and scrubbing m&m stained spit out of our carpeted stairs.
p.s. Emmett has root beer eyes.
