Fixing Stuff

Emmy is my shadow. She does everything I do. When we sing a song, she waves her arm to lead the music. When we make dinner, she helps put ingredients in and stir. (She is a master egg-cracker.) She got out her own spoon to help stir the cake batter today. She puts on her makeup right beside me every morning. She 'cleans' her mirror in her bathroom with water while I do her hair. She helps to set the table for dinner including getting things out of the fridge. She pinned her fabric while my mom and I cut out her new dress for the wedding. She says, "Hi. It's Emmy." when she talks on her pretend cell phone. She complains about the weeds "driving me crazy" while we pull morning glory from our flowers. You get the picture. She is a mini me.

So this wasn't too surprising:Emmy "fixing" the nail in the wall that holds up our family picture. Notice the gloves she insisted she needed to wear while she fixed it so she wouldn't get poked.

Me installing a new thermostat back in April.