
This morning I put Emma in her Bumbo in the hallway near the laundry room so I could iron Marcus' shirt. I turned to talk to her and all I see is her little lavender bottom crawling into the kitchen! I thought I must not have put her in there correctly, so I put her back and got my camera just in case she did it again. I continued ironing and talking to Emma when I caught her pushing herself out again! I was able to catch the little Houdini escaping this time. I told Marcus about it and we put her back in the Bumbo and watched her for a good five minutes...she wouldn't move! Guess she didn't want her Daddy to see her doing something naughty. No more putting Emma in the Bumbo on the kitchen island while I cook supper, even though I probably shouldn't have been doing it anyway.
Tell your friends, alert the media! The Bumbo is no longer a safe haven for Emma!














I'm a tropical girl!
Why are you feeding yourself waffle? I thought you loved me!
I am quite satisfied with my breakfast this morning. It's much better than that oatmeal and fresh fruit my parents have been feeding me. I'm ready for the Waffle House!



















