First, I took this cute pic of her using her creativity to help her brother with his News Crew weather report! These two were up past 10pm working on it, because frankly - I'm old and pooped out and Emma is good at this stuff!
Second, for the first varsity playoff game of the season they were short some cheerleaders and needed some JV girls to fill in and they picked Emma as one of them - she couldn't have been more excited to do it!
Lastly, long story short, the best option for her to go to MORP this year was to go with her group of friends that had dates. Morp is March 3rd and so she is technically still 15, but we felt good about it. She asked her friend Santi and told him on her poster board - it was not a date - just friends! She made a cute sign, he had to pop the balloons to find put the pieces of paper together that fell out to spell her name. We thought he was going to be at Volleyball try-outs, but Emma insisted on having a back up plan in case he answered the door. Good thing because he did answer the door and she just said, "someone asked me to give you this!" She was dying! As soon as she got in the car she was telling me how nervous she was! It brought me straight back to my high school days. She knew Santi liked her a friend so she wasn't worried he would say no cause of that, but because he was still 15 she was nervous his parents wouldn't let him go. That night Tatum texted and asked if someone could stop by later that night and surprise her with something and she warned Emma to be cute. Emma ran around the house in a panic recurling her hair, changing her shirt, making sure she smelled good, etc. Then it got to late and he ended up not coming. So the day Emma had me plug in her curling iron as she was on her way home from dance so she could quickly recurl her hair and look cute for when he came over to bring his answer. Tatum was so sweet and texted him finding out the scoop, etc. It was getting late and he hadn't come and she was stressing - it was hilarious! I peeked out the window as a joke right when he was pulling up and she didn't believe me, finally she believed me and ran through the house not knowing what to do. The twins sat on the couch watching her and found it quite entertaining. A few minutes went by and nothing, so I went back to Eli's window to spy and his car was pulling away - we were so confused. I looked out the front door and there was something there, but why hadn't he knocked - I wasn't sure if we should open the door or not - then Emma got a text, "someone told me to tell you to go out front!" She was so happy! It was a great week and she can't wait for the dance - even though some of the people in her group will be riding in cars driven by parents - oh to be 15 and not have a license!
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