A seat of one's own

The worst part about updating Emelyn’s blog during the week is that it’s almost all second-hand information. On the weekend, I feel like I’m watching “The Emelyn Show - Live!” with some spectacular new thing happening every hour. In that case, it’s no problem to pound out a few paragraphs detailing whatever Great New Thing she’s been up to. Weekdays are all hearsay, though, another matter entirely.

So, no, I haven’t personally seen it yet (I’m still on the night train home), but Em now has a tiny little chair to call her own. I’ve seen a photo, at least - intra-day news updates come to me via Az - and she looks super-duper-cute in it. It’s remarkable how upright she can sit, and in the picture I’ve seen, she’s got her bobble-head held up to see the world around her. I guess Emelyn loved it right away. Can’t quite remember what the chair is called, but it’s all very sleek and Euro-looking.

Other news to relay is that Em seems to have figured out that Azure is, like, the person feeding her. So instead of staring off into space while having her feed, Emelyn has started to look up at Az, and will try to simultaneously smile or coo at her. Az says it’s weird, and I believe it.

All this isn’t to say that Emmie and I don’t get any quality time together. The two of us trekked to ASDA late last night to get some direly-needed nappies. I can’t remember if I’ve mentioned this before, but Emelyn just loves ASDA. A bit declasse, if you ask me, but then again, where else can one get 4 frozen Yorkshire puddings for just 37p? Anyhow, we made a fine time of it; I made an impulse purchase of Ovaltine, and Emelyn was enraptured by the industrial-sized fluorescent lights. As always.

I just got a fancy 3G card for my laptop, so I’m going to see if I can’t post this from the train, now. Bye!