Merson The Person

Helping Trim The Tree

Sun, 06 Dec 2009 20:14:00 -0500

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Helping Trim The Tree

"Write it on your heart that every day is the best day in the year. He is rich who owns the day, and..."

Thu, 03 Dec 2009 05:36:41 -0500

“

Write it on your heart
that every day is the best day in the year.
He is rich who owns the day, and no one owns the day
who allows it to be invaded with fret and anxiety.

Finish every day and be done with it.
You have done what you could.
Some blunders and absurdities, no doubt crept in.
Forget them as soon as you can, tomorrow is a new day;
begin it well and serenely, with too high a spirit
to be cumbered with your old nonsense.

This new day is too dear,
with its hopes and invitations,
to waste a moment on the yesterdays.

”

- ralph waldo emerson (via oceanofmind) (via optimisto) (via dalasverdugo)

Namesake ARB

I went pee-pee in my potty!

Sat, 28 Nov 2009 10:25:20 -0500

It arrived yesterday afternoon, and I couldn’t wait to put it to use.

From the reaction I got, I’m guessing nobody here thought I’d know how to use it right away.

News flash: I pay attention to what’s going on, people.

"To be yourself in a world that is constantly trying to make you something else is the greatest..."

Mon, 23 Nov 2009 17:53:34 -0500

“To be yourself in a world that is constantly trying to make you something else is the greatest accomplishment.”

- Ralph Waldo Emerson (via fuckyeahhappy)

Monday!

Mon, 09 Nov 2009 07:46:37 -0500

Monday!

Portable booster seats rock! No more must I suffer the stigma of...

Sat, 07 Nov 2009 10:00:10 -0500

Portable booster seats rock! No more must I suffer the stigma of the highchair.

“Emerson, what can you make out if...

Sat, 31 Oct 2009 13:16:56 -0400

“Emerson, what can you make out if this?”

“This? Why, I can make a hat or a brooch or a pterodactyl…”

We’re going somewhere, but I don’t know where. They...

Sat, 24 Oct 2009 13:33:52 -0400

We’re going somewhere, but I don’t know where. They keep saying something like “grammamerrys”, but I have no idea what that means.

Apparently deleting my old account made my reblogs all show up at once in the dashboard

Sat, 03 Oct 2009 19:27:14 -0400

Sorry about that.

So I’m walking around the yard with a stick in each hand....

Sat, 03 Oct 2009 12:32:59 -0400

So I’m walking around the yard with a stick in each hand. You know, like you do.

Then I look up, and Dad’s got that stupid iPhone out again, trying to take my picture. So I rush him, but he gets the shot anyway.

Well, he got a shot.

Okay, I’ve confirmed that the historically dated reblogs aren’t showing up as current in...

Sat, 03 Oct 2009 10:07:30 -0400

Okay, I’ve confirmed that the historically dated reblogs aren’t showing up as current in the dashboard.

So if you want to see my older posts, which of course you do, you can check out the old tumblelog. It’s just three pages. Read much more of my stuff at once and you’ll probably have an aneurism or something.

I’m not sure why I get a shirt for Mommy’s birthday,...

Sat, 03 Oct 2009 08:53:50 -0400

I’m not sure why I get a shirt for Mommy’s birthday, but this is so sweet I’m not going to question it.

Sorry I haven’t posted in a while, but you see the sort of staff...

Sun, 01 Mar 2009 12:18:00 -0500

Sorry I haven’t posted in a while, but you see the sort of staff I’m working with. (via toldorknown)

The Freedom of Choice

Sat, 14 Jun 2008 18:54:00 -0400

I gotta tell ya, until today I hated tummy-time. HATED it.

Tummy-time is what various people in my life called it when they would humiliate me by placing me, stomach down, on the floor, bed, or whatever.

I’d lie there, staring at the carpet or blanket that I was being given a sub-one-inch view of, clearly letting them know that I was not enjoying myself, and all they would do was tell me what a “strong girl” I was. Idiots.

After an eon^* of this torment, they’d suddenly understand me and pick me up.

This was happening every single day, people.

Then I figured out this thing they call “rolling over”.

One moment I lay there like some sort of reverse turtle, rendered helpless by a bully’s flipping, then a little tuck here, a little push there and tada! I’m flipped right over like I’m Jackie Chan or something.

They turned me back over, and I just turned myself right back. Odd that it didn’t seem to upset them (quite the opposite), but who knows what goes on in these people’s heads?

The weird part is that now I’m fine with being on my stomach. It’s the exact same position I hated before, but now I know I’m not dependent on anyone else to get me out of it. Seems like there’s a lesson to be learned there.

Maybe after nap I’ll see if I can fix myself a bottle.

^*Okay, it was more like five minutes. But just think how much of a percentage of my life that is, compared to yours.

Hold me back, Mom!

Mon, 26 May 2008 18:39:00 -0400

Hold me back, Mom!

Happy Mother’s Day, Everyone!

Sun, 11 May 2008 12:16:00 -0400

Happy Mother’s Day, Everyone!

Hey everyone, Super sorry I haven’t posted in, like, more than...

Thu, 08 May 2008 13:55:00 -0400

Hey everyone,

Super sorry I haven’t posted in, like, more than half my life. Most of the time I’ve only got the two assistants and I’m beginning to think they’re moonlighting on me. Until I can get some more dependable help, here’s a more recent pic. You should see the way everyone acts when I make this face. You’d think I levitated or something.

Four weeks old! Sorry about the lack of posts. Been busy getting...

Tue, 25 Mar 2008 21:56:00 -0400

Four weeks old! Sorry about the lack of posts. Been busy getting older. (via the old man)

"Thought is the blossom; language the bud; action the fruit behind it."

Sun, 23 Mar 2008 13:45:00 -0400

“Thought is the blossom; language the bud; action the fruit behind it.”

- Ralph Waldo Emerson, writer and philosopher (1803-1882) (via aatw)

I’m always happy to share another insight from my man RWE, if only to help keep people from thinking I’m named after some actress’s daughter or gear head.

Count ‘em. Three weeks old today (and desperately needing these...

Wed, 19 Mar 2008 20:23:00 -0400

Count ‘em. Three weeks old today (and desperately needing these people to start using conditioner when they do my doo).