FOR THE FANS OF EMMALYNN MARIE...

WE WAITED 11 HOURS IN A HOSPITAL TODAY (ALTHOUGH MONTHS BEFORE THAT) TO BRING OUR BABY HOME AND KNOW SHE'S FOREVER IN OUR HOME. SO AS WE WATCHED PAINFULLY POOR TELEVISION TO DISTRACT OURSELVES, WE AT LEAST WERE CAUGHT UP WITH THE LAST HOUR OF TELEVISION. NEWS WAS BREAKING! THOUSANDS GATHERED TOGETHER TO WAIT... ANTICIPATE... HOPE... OR JUST BE PART OF THE PARTY TO CHEER ON. THE WHITE SMOKE SIGNALED A NEW MEMBER WAS TO ENTER A SMALL GROUP OF HUMAN BEINGS AS PART OF TRADITION/HERITAGE. CHURCH BELLS WERE TOLLING... WHEN WILL WE MEET THEM? AND WHAT WILL HIS NEW NAME BE? YES, THE ANALOGY WAS TOO OBVIOUS FOR EVEN US FOLK TO IGNORE. OUR LITTLE GIRL, EMMALYNN MARIE STAUFFER WOULD NOT BE KNOWN, AT LEAST TODAY, WITH TALKING HEAD REPORTERS DECIPHERING EVERY SOUND AND MOVEMENT MADE, LIKE IN ROME. BUT WE WERE. AND WE KNOW YOU WERE/HAVE BEEN AT HOME CHEERING US ON EVEN MORE BOISTEROUS THAN THOSE CRAZY UMBRELLA CLAD FOLKS IN ST. PETER'S SQUARE. TOO FITTING. LITTLE GIRL, YOUR ENTRY MAY HAVE BEEN QUIETER, BUT NO LESS SUPPORTED. THANK YOU ALL FOR THE BLESSINGS YOU HAVE BEEN. MORE LATER.... BUT FOR NOW, HERE'S SOME 2 DAY OLD PICS AND SOME BIG BROTHER/SISTER LOVE COURTESY OF AUNTIE CHRISTINE'S CAMERA SURPRISE.