Life with Emily

Emily came to live with us a little over a week ago. It's fun having her here. She is very polite and easy to get along with. She tends to ask for permission to go places and Grandpa finally said, "You don't need our permission; just tell us your plans." She said she'd feel better with permission. I guess that's good because then when she's invited to do something she doesn't want to do, she can use us for an excuse to get out of it.

She's gone a lot with the team. In fact, she only eats with us occasionally. There is an athletic cafeteria where she can get brunch and dinner if she wants. One morning Grandpa muffed an omelet so she quickly made mine and hers and it was delicious!

She has spare time now which she won't once classes start. So she got a library card and reads alot.

She also plays the piano every day. Right now it's Bach and Debussey and lots of arpeggios. She does her own laundry. She keeps her room tidy. She helped me finish a puzzle.

She finally made up her mind to go to church at the university ward on Sunday. As I dropped her off she almost chickened out because two beefy Samoan guys were heading up the steps. But then she squared her shoulders and said, "But I can run faster than they can."  For the get together at Bishop Harper's that night we lent her the car with Maggie giving directions to his house.  And she figured out how to use Maggie to get home again!

Some kids from the ward invited her to go with them to Salem to a baseball game. I thought that was good because she shouldn't spend all her spare time with her aging grandparents. I think we're getting along pretty well. It's easier than when my kids were that age because I was bossier with them. Or maybe because she's more tractable? Whatever. We love life with Emily.