I love Emmi

I do. Last night Taryn went and rode her bike with the girls. I fed her about 7:15 and put her down about 7:30. About 8, she started to cry. She seems to do that alot. Down at 7:30, cries for about 10 minutes at around 8, falls back to sleep. Last night, she continued to cry. I figured she was hungry so I fed her the rest of her bottle, since earlier she would rather play than eat. So she finished her bottle and she seemed content. Put her down and about 5 minutes later she was crying again. Right before I went back up to get her, Taryn called. I said the baby was crying and figured she was still hungry. Taryn said don't bother feeding her since she'd be home in about 15 minutes. So, I went up and grabbed her and Wilbur(name of her duck she sleeps with). We sat in the rocker and all she wanted to do was bite my face and pull on my ears. Let me tell you something, you don't know fear until you have a mono-tooth baby diving at your face. I struggled to get away from mono-tooth but it was no use. Every time I would tried to maneuver away, she would grab my ear and pull be back in or she would strike me with Wilbur and scream some sort of baby war cry. I realized her crying was a mere ploy to get me up there so that she could eat me. Finally, Taryn got home to rescue me from her clutches.