Me Not Like Stephen

You know, I don't post round here enough. I guess Max is doing a lot more of the Emily stuff than me, and being that she's quite the prolific blogger these days, she usually beats me to the latest news. Plus I'm kinda busy with work and that most of the time.

But she's out partying tonight (as usual) and I'm here at home, so a chance to post at last.

When we started TwoBlueLines, we posted a lot about the small stuff, coz it was all new and exciting. But it's easy to only post the bigger stuff now, and take the smaller stuff for-granted.

I see this blog as much as a record for ourselves and a way to keep our far away friends in touch with the goings on in our Emily-related world. I was telling my mum a story on the phone about Emily the other night and she said "You should write this stuff down, because you forget it" - so I thought I should try and post more, with the little stuff.

Anyway, the story.

Em has developed a couple of new phrases; "I love..." and "me not like...". She declared her opinion about numerous things daily.

Last night, I was reading the Radio Times while Emily had her bedtime bottle beside me. There was an article with a picture of Ricky Gervais and his writing partner Stephen Merchant.

"What's that?" said Emily, pointing at the picture.

"That's a man".

"What's that called?" she said again, pointing.

"He's called Stephen".

She turned to me and said earnestly, "Me no like Stephen". All the way up to bed, she repeated "Me no like Stephen". Poor Stephen.

As quickly as she takes a dislike to something, she will take something new to her heart.

Tonight, I gave her a prawn cracker to try (she's never had one before). Again, the familiar question.

"What's that" (or actually "Waas dat daddy?").

"A Prawn Cracker".

"Me love them. Thankyou Daddy"

Only then did she give it a try.

To date, Emily has declared her love for Prawn Crackers, The Simpsons, Rubby (her blanket), and various other household items, but not yet Daddy. At least, not in words. :)