For family night.....we ditched Jack. Lame I know, but it's always harder doing any type of activity with a baby. So, he got to stay back with Grammy Jill and give her a hard time. Which he did. Details to follow.
We planned a Temple Square evening with the Wilson Family. It was by far Emmi's highlight of the entire year. We first went and ate dinner at Eat-a-Burger, then we drove to the TRAX station to catch the train. You should have seen the excitement on little Emmi's face. Holy cow priceless. Riding a true live train. It didn't get any better. She listened and watched everything. Her favorite was hearing the lady's voice over loud speaker announce the stops. She made everyone stop talking so we could hear the "conductor". Brian and I didn't have the heart to tell her it was a recording and not the conductor. When it was time to get off the train it was a pure meltdown. She wasn't ready!!! The only way to get her off was to tell her we could get back on if we went and saw the lights.
Our entire time looking at lights Emmi kept asking when we would get back on the train. She would have been perfectly fine never seeing the lights just riding the train back and forth.
Emmi did enjoy seeing the nativity. She kept asking to see the "real camels". Pink lights were her favorite. Our last stop was the Christus and it was awesome to just see Emmi's little face just stare in awe. As she stared at Him I knelt beside her and whispered to her about Jesus and why He had holes in His hands and wrists. She said, "ahh" like she was so sad for Him. I know she didn't get any of our conversation, but I just pray that talking about it again and again she will start to grasp just little bits of it here and there.
We planned a Temple Square evening with the Wilson Family. It was by far Emmi's highlight of the entire year. We first went and ate dinner at Eat-a-Burger, then we drove to the TRAX station to catch the train. You should have seen the excitement on little Emmi's face. Holy cow priceless. Riding a true live train. It didn't get any better. She listened and watched everything. Her favorite was hearing the lady's voice over loud speaker announce the stops. She made everyone stop talking so we could hear the "conductor". Brian and I didn't have the heart to tell her it was a recording and not the conductor. When it was time to get off the train it was a pure meltdown. She wasn't ready!!! The only way to get her off was to tell her we could get back on if we went and saw the lights.
Our entire time looking at lights Emmi kept asking when we would get back on the train. She would have been perfectly fine never seeing the lights just riding the train back and forth.
Emmi did enjoy seeing the nativity. She kept asking to see the "real camels". Pink lights were her favorite. Our last stop was the Christus and it was awesome to just see Emmi's little face just stare in awe. As she stared at Him I knelt beside her and whispered to her about Jesus and why He had holes in His hands and wrists. She said, "ahh" like she was so sad for Him. I know she didn't get any of our conversation, but I just pray that talking about it again and again she will start to grasp just little bits of it here and there.P.S. Jack was home with Grammy refusing the bottle, requiring her to run to the store in a full panic trying to find the exact bottle we have at home. Why must my kids be so darn fickle?
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