trouble.

...i have to learn how to say no to this face?

not a chance.

stop talking that blah blah blah.

first off...HAPPY ANNIVERSARY to the parentals!!!! 6 happy years!....and no that doesn't make me a bastard...my dear daddy is celebrating 6 years with my stepmom. :)

we saw alice in wonderland last night. it was ...good. thats all i have to say about that.

this weekend gregory john and i are going bowling!...do you even know how long it has been since we ventured away from our wii and went REAL bowling? (sad) all this time, we thought why pay for something we can practically have as much fun with in our own home? well i've been seeing A LOT of home lately...and i really like the shoes.

my recent days have been filled with excitement for wonderful people of oh canada coming to visit!!! ohhh a little bit of home will be like a slice of heaven. in a week my first canadian visitors...ASHLEY and janet!! (ashley is in caps because i'm especially excited to see her...don't be sad janet, i'm sure i'll like you, but since we have yet to meet i cannot put your name in caps with excitement. be patient. we will get there, i'm sure)

next month...DAD AND SHARON!! (aka grammy and grampy) ohhhhh it will be so so special for them to meet sweet Emmy! it has been way too long since i've seen them and i'm going to make up for that the SECOND this immigration headache is over with. (which by the way is moving along slowly, but surely.)

and if THAT isn't enough canada to satisfy me, TARYN will be here in may (and possibly ashley again too!) i get giddy thinking about it. i feel so so lucky to have such great people in my life! anyone else wanna come visit now that we're on a roll...looks like june is open!?

here comes your man.

some of you may remember when i introduced you to my sweet friend, Meaghan Smith...well she did a cover of a pixies song that i cannot get enough of on the 500 days of summer soundtrack and her video is just presh. her album "The cricket's orchestra" is now available in stores. check her out.

puppy love.

we took Emmerson to the Wilson's to see their puppies and my oh my was she happy! there was nothing but love...squeals, snuggles and kisses for the sweet pups. perhaps i'll have to learn to love the beasts to complete the family one day.

my big girl.

my sweet baby girl is turning into such a big girl. she amazes me daily with the new things she can do. she has leaned how to laugh, eat baby food (doctor said she was ready...don't judge.), sit up on her own, stand up holding the ottoman, hold her own bottle and roll over from her back to her belly. she loves to read books, sing songs, and have dance parties with me...oh, and check it out...4 months old, and already rockin the piggy tails!!

i love my sweet emmerson.

multi-tasking.

i walked passed the bathroom earlier this afternoon, and this is the sight i saw...

(at least he had the decency to do up his pants, flush and cover the seat before finishing his game...)

yes folks, he was still standing in place playing electonic hand held yahtzee. and his response when he saw me with the camera?

"i even played while i pee'd!!"

haha life is good in the nielsen home.

PEEK

I was asked to do a PEEK on visible voice...check it out!

oh. it is love.

sweet husband left this afternoon to surf. my phone rang not long after he left. it was sweet husband telling me that the waves weren't that great, so he would be returning home to me. that news was joyful to my heart. he walked in the door and i was excited to see him. that's how it should be. i saw that he had a brown paper bag in his hand and he told me to close my eyes. i did. he told me to open my mouth...and i did. that, my friends...is trust. i could smell it before i could taste it. i knew exactly what it was and i was overwhelmed with happiness. it was so thoughtful of him to bring me a treat. and let me tell you, VG's donuts are a treat. chocolate iced, glazed goodness. oh wow. the best part was his story to go along with it. he walked into VG's and waited in line behind some kids and another lady. there were five of my favorites left and he wanted to buy all five. not just for me, don't get me wrong, i can pound donuts like a champ, but five is a bit much...we would share, and possibly even have a couple left for breakfast. well by the time the lady in front of him decided to take THREE of the five...he opted for the two that were left and then an old fashioned to make it three just because two wouldn't cut it. the lady in front of him forgot her wallet in her car, so she had to run out and get it. they rang greg up in the meantime, he grabbed the goods, and headed back to the car. he looked inside the bag and low and behold THREE of my favorites. he took the wrong bag. what did he do? he drove straight home to bring them to me and he said he didn't even feel bad. he was happy with his mistake and didn't want to correct it. what a gem. i don't think that poor lady will mind her old fashioned surprise too much. i think i enjoyed that chocolate donut more than she ever could have. it was meant to be.

walk it out

i call her a flamingo because she lifts her knees up so high when she walks.

Walk It Out from Greg Nielsen on Vimeo.

leftovers, anyone?

sweet husband has a problem. unfortunately i am fairly certain that there are no therapy or group sessions for said problem, as i am confident that unless you are homeless, or an animal of some kind, any normal human would not struggle with what i'm about to share with you...

sweet husband finds nothing wrong with eating leftover food ...from a complete stranger's plate at a restaurant. ummm....ew. examples include (but not limited to) killer pizza from mars...we walk in, walk up to order, spot a table not yet cleared with a couple slices of "perfectly fine" but potentially disease infested pizza...sweet husband makes his way over to the table, and consumes the pizza like it's no big deal!!!

well folks, despite my complete disgust, it didn't end there. salads...fries...you name it. it's to the point where if we walk into a restaurant, and i see a table with leftovers, i have to tell him NOT to touch it... and he usually looks disappointed. there are so many things wrong with this and although he is much better these days, i am glad i was around yesterday when he ran inside with excitment to tell me that a McDonalds bag just flew off of the roof of someone's car driving by, and he was going to rescue the goods off the street. i gave him the "you can't be serious, you disgusting pig" look and he quickly changed his mind, telling me that he just wanted to get the trash off the street. i made him pinky swear that he wouldn't eat ANY of it, and then i played spy and followed him out with the camera to ensure he kept his word.

what a good boy, cleaning up the trash.

haha i was spotted, and so he showed off a little...

i better check our cupboards to make sure none of those ketchup packets ended up in our house...

nothing good to eat....thank heavens.

i think he finally understands how passionate i am about germs and being sanitary. we can only hope, anyway.