Shazam

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gargantuan \gahr-GAN-choo-uhn\, adjective:
enormous; gigantic; huge

This photo was taken just after I asked her to smile and just before she started belting out the songs on her favorite Barbie movie.
Lately she's been insisting on wearing a dress. Even to bed. She doesn't care what's under the dress, just so long as she's wearing something froofy. And I love it! She's seriously an itty bitty bug with a gargantuan personality.

This next shot is of the flora on my kitchen table. A beautiful Amaryllis. It produced 5 flowers from one stem! And not to take away from it's beauty, but to totally change the subject; have you ever seen 1962 musical, The Music Man? Wasn't there a girl named Amaryllis? And little Ronny Howard's character had that horrible lisp and he kept calling her Amaryllith? I still crack up every time I hear that word. And for the longest time, I couldn't remember if it was Amaryllis or Amaryllith.

And Shazam! to all of you, because if you say that word really loud and with a lot of enthusiasm, someone's bound to come running.

Comments

Danielle said…
How are you so funny? Do you sit and ponder and ponder all week for a post like this? Or do you just sit down and let the magic flow?

Laynee has THE cutest little personality.

Golio.
January 22, 2009 at 6:49 PM
Tamara with a "T" said…
Shazam...is that what you said? I need you to come running to me, into my arms...and I'll catch you.
January 22, 2009 at 11:43 PM
Kevin and Carrie said…
Ok I just have to say that the look on her face is priceless!!! Oh my gosh. She looks like she is making the chewbacca (wookie) sound. So funny. We miss you guys.

ouggera
January 23, 2009 at 12:07 AM
Vicky said…
You are so "entretenida" I love reading your posts... (it means more "fun" than entertaining in Chilean) I love that little Laynee and oh, yes I think there's a gargantuan personality in that little package and what a beautiful little package she is.
January 23, 2009 at 10:45 PM
Anonymous said…
Hi Emily,
We met tonight at Amanda and Paisly's concert. I did remember your blog address. Nicely done here, and a really fun read. Thanks!
Cat
http://cabsplace.wordpress.com
January 24, 2009 at 11:33 PM
Anonymous said…
Oh Laynee, I just want to hold you, and love you!!!!!!She is one funny little girl, I hope she keeps that little personality forever, she'll have a great life. Emmy, that is one beautiful flower, what a wonderful sight to greet you every morning. Love you, and miss you, mom and grandma Burrell
January 26, 2009 at 7:25 PM
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