Dancing Machine!

I was in the living room the other morning and all of a sudden Brian started shouting. "Lori, Lori, come here! You've got to see this!"

"Watch this," He squealed!

Brian threw his hands above his head and started shaking them wildly like a crazy man. He stopped and stared at Emma. "Watch her, watch her!"

After about 10 seconds Emma started flailing her arms and legs.

"She's dancing," Brian exclaimed.

Um sure.

Brian's convinced that Emma is a dancing machine, and that she was dancing with him. Was she doing it on purpose?? I'm not so sure. . . . . . . . but it made him happy. . . and that's all that matters!

Emma is getting stronger and stronger everyday. She holds her head up and moves it from side to side. She's also tracking with her eyes. She now turns her head as I walk by, and watches my every move.

Here Emma is at the Super Bowl party. Brian dressed her up in her pink dress and designer jacket!

I propped her up on the corner of the couch today.

She hung out like this for about 10 minutes before she fell over.