Emma Jo

Emma’s full name is Emma Joelle (like Joe-L, not Jo-L-E).  But, because I am a member of NAP, (named after Emma), called the National Association of Pappy’s, rule 19, section 57, clearly states that it is a Pappy’s prerogative to change names of his grandchildren however it suits him best.  Thus, we have Emma Jo (like her Daddy Joe.)

Emma Jo (3.5), a.k.a. "The Mute or Raingirl".  My precious little sloth.  Not much is known yet of this fiery little (quite literally) granddaughter of mine, as she has slept through most of her life.  Her personality is still somewhat of an anomaly to me, and not completely defined.  It would not be a stretch for me to say that she is not going to have a type A personality.  Emma sleeps up to 12 hours a night, followed by a 3 hour nap each afternoon, that has often been reported stretching into a 4th hour.  Wow! This girl can sleep.

Emma loves to eat; mostly junk.  But, with as many carbs and empty calories as she consumes in a day, you’d think she’d look like all the other obese children of America do, (fat), but she is just the opposite, she is frail as a rail.
 
Emma is quite shy, extremely introverted, and rarely speaks to anyone (which is the polar opposite of her sister).  Dustin has nothing on Emma when it comes to the act of incessant repeating.  It works for her just as reliably as it did for him; thus the term Raingirl was coined.

Emma looks a lot like her Daddy, no denying that, she is a Franco Italian for sure.  Those deep brown eyes are killer, and combined with her light sandy brown hair and that southern Italy dark skin which tans as beautiful as someone from St. Tropez (though that is technically on the southern coast line of France), wow, look out boys, you’re going to be heartbroken!  You might even see a Miss America sash in her future, but of course, Emma must first embrace the dream of “world peace”.

Emma is super sweet, adorably cute, and as Robert Palmer sang in his 1988 mega-hit, she is “simply irresistible!” Every time I see her, she can’t escape me fast enough before I’m holding and kissing her (her record of squirming out of my grip though is an astonishingly fast .007 seconds), which is ‘faster than a flash Nini’.  Usually, most mere humans can get at least 1.3 seconds of affection and cuddling with our petite one, but when someone says she runs a 4.4  40, believe me, it’s not far off.  I love you Emma Jo.