Looking bloody awesome in her party dress and shoes.
Saw this little girl getting up close and personal with the window while at the party.
"Camera. Quick, everybody out."
Emma, meet beer. Beer, my daughter, Emma.
In party mood.
Back at our house again, playing with her Southern Comfort necklace, a gift from Aunty Emz.
And below, reading the scariest book in the world. The whole book is filled with animals that have furry tails or wooly chests or scaly sides, etc. Each animal says "Feel my soft tail, etc, I won't bite."
Then, on the second last page, there's the picture of a crocodile's tail and it says... "I'm a hungry crocodile... feel my..."
Then you turn over the page....
And it's a pop up page, of a crocodile's face. The jaws jump out at you and the page says "I WILL bite". I, of course, always growl the line and make the croc snap at Emma threateningly.
She poops herself. The pictures below (click on the right hand one) show her face as the croc jumps out at her.
But she then composes herself and demands I read it to her again. Five times.
These days, she still loves the book, but gets up and leaves with about three pages left. Funny that.
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