About Emma

Emma is my stepdaughter, and she’s single-handedly the reason I would be locked up in a loony bin if I had more daughters!  She is the youngest of our four kids, but let me tell you – that doesn’t stop her from holding her own!  She’s sassy, smart, outgoing, and the queen of eye rolling.  She looks up to Gerald and somehow manages to get him to do whatever she wants!  She may be the only girl, but she can hang with the boys on every front.  She’s a great softball player and can outrun and out-swim most boys twice her age.  She’s quite the social butterfly, and I’m sure she’ll have her dad close to several nervous breakdowns or manslaughter charges in the next few years!


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