I do not know what Emma thought we were going to do there. But somehow I think she thought it might be shot related! She began crying and clinging to me. I tried to calm her down but to no avail! She clung tighter and screamed louder. I saw that a few people had come in so I told the girl, "Why don't you go wait on your customers and I wil try to calm her". We were sitting on the floor behind the counter and the crying only got louder and louder. I felt so sorry for the people trying to get whatever they needed. I am sure they were wondering what I was doing with a screaming kid behind the counter. After 15 minutes of this people started giving advice. "Why don't you hold her up over your arms so they can take the picture?" I couldn't even pry her off of my shoulder let alone bench press her over my head! " Why don't you hold her and have her face the camera over your shoulder?" Again, if you could have seen us you wouldn't even suggest this. Emma dug her face so tight into my chest that you couldn't see her face. It was in the 90's today and it felt like at least that in the store! After 20 minutes I tried calling Daddy. Daddy talked to Emma but still she wouldn't stop! I tried every trick I know! By now my shirt is soaking wet with tears and baby snot. She is doing that pitiful crying where your whole body inhales with each breath. I finally decide this is not going to happen and leave. So who wants to take care of Emma while we go to China because she cannot go without a Visa. Just kidding! I am open to suggestions! Vicki
Thursday, June 21, 2007
This may be the picture we will have to use for Emma's Visa Picture! do you think they will take it? Today I went to our local UPS store to get Emma's Visa picture. We need to be ready to send for our Visa's as soon as we get the LOA. So I thought no big deal. On the way down to shopping I will just stop in and we will snap the picture and be done with it. But are things ever as easy as they seem? NO! We walk in and I tell the girl behind the counter that I need Visa picture's for Miss Tippy Tail. She tells us to come behind the counter. As soon as we do........
Posted by Vicki at 3:26 PM