Pshah, she is obviously just a wee little thing because I can still remember everyone posting about your wedding.
But happy, happy birthday, beautiful big girl!
My favorite Emeline memory is a slightly selfish one -- Emmett cradling her gently and talking quiet goofy kid-talk to her on the docks heading back from the SF2F visit to Alcatraz. He loathed the prospect of being a big brother, and had laid his head down and wept when he was told Matilda was on the way, but when confronted with an actual small girl (especially one as elfin and charming as Emeline), he just stepped into quasi-big-brotherness with such utter content and confidence. At one point Hec leaned over and said, "You okay, big boy? You need someone else to take her?"
Emmett waved him off. "No, I'm fine. I can hold her a while longer." And Emeline looked utterly content, and entertained, and had that look a little kid has when she knows she's totally safe. Which is when we both knew that however awful a theoretical little sister might be, Emmett was going to be just fine once she became actual. That Emeline moment became a touchstone for me throughout the pregnancy. He's so mad. He hates me. I'm ruining his life... Remember Emeline? It's all going to be fine. He doesn't know it yet, but it is. Just remember Emeline.
Mwah! Thousand kisses, awesome brainy dizzy quirky Scout girl, and her most excellent parents.