Hello, Emmafans.  Me again.  I know, I know.  You’re wondering whether Mommy is EVER going to actually write her own blog.  (One word for you Mommy: RESPONSIBILITY.  But I disgress . . .)  As you can see, I’m guest posting.  Again.

I mentioned in my last blog entry that I desperately needed a vacation.  Well, America, you’ll be happy to know: I got one.  My Bubbe rented a big house for me, my family, my aunties and uncles and my four big girl cousins.  It was a few hours and one car nap away from here.  We stayed there for a week. People: It. Was. Heaven.  Every time I turned around, there was someone to shower me with affection.  And teach me a new hand gesture.  But don’t get too excited: I’m not talking about the really good kind that you get to use when someone cuts you off in traffic.  (Yes, Mommy, I can see from the back seat.)  I’ll be honest, America.  That part was a bit disappointing.

Continue reading →