Meeting Emma

 All that cooking I wrote about a few weeks ago was to celebrate the arrival of this precious gift:

We're officially grandparents! Meet sweet Emma May

She arrived on April 27th - 6lb 6oz - 19" long and we are smitten:

Everyone came for the weekend and we all soaked in every minute. She is just precious and SO sweet natured. 

I didn't even take a thousand pictures because I was too busy inhaling time with this charming baby:

We all spent lots of time visiting

And passing Emma around

And around:

And every once in a while we let her sweet mama hold her

And it warms a mama's heart to see her boy become a daddy and take such a hand-on approach with his daughter:

They are making a good team:

They asked these two to be Emma's Godparents:

The men manned the smokers:

Because no-one goes hungry at the end of the dirt road:

The electricity went out one night, but that's not unusual around here. We just pulled out the propane lanterns and gathered round the cribbage board:

Emma is a champion sleeper so we had lots of time to visit, but there's not much I'd rather do than hold this sweet girl:

We had a rousing conversation about what we wanted to be called. I've spent a lot of time thinking about it and our girl laughed, "It's not that big of a deal." 

Oh, I beg to differ! It's a VERY big deal!

I was thinking Gram and Pap.

She threw some names out there and I told her I got to chose and I could chose anything I wanted. I could be Pooh Bear if I wanted. Side note: I have a soft spot for Winnie the Pooh and I read a lot of that to the kids when they were little. I could even do all the voices although I'm pretty certain I've lost that ability. 

Our girl's fella, Kenny, said he had a friend who called his grandpa PaDaddy and when our girl said I could be called Pooh Bear he piped up that it was perfect

"Ya'll could be Pooh Bear and PaDaddy" Now mind you, Kenny is from Oklahoma and he has an accent so imagine that being said with a strong southern drawl. Oh my word! We bout wet our britches we laughed so hard!

Now, I don't really want to be called Pooh Bear but when Kenny says it, it just cracks me up and I am afraid Pooh Bear and PaDaddy may stick, but I'm afraid we'll have to move to Oklahoma to live up to it. 😂 Our girl looked at a list and saw Moo-ma and she thought that was perfect since we raise cattle, but I vetoed that right quick.

I imagine Emma will name us anyway and it'll be perfect. Did I say we were smitten? 

The family is growing and we couldn't be happier!

Emma, you have brought such joy into our lives! Adventure lies ahead!