Thursday, May 16, 2013

my sweet girl

Evelyn is a child who is full of spunk, sass, and attitude.  Has been since day one.  She is also sweet, loving, empathetic, and caring.

When I hold her in my arms or on my lap, she will often stroke my arm.  When we sit together, she sometimes turns my hand over and puts her little one inside it.  And when I showed her the spot on my hand where I accidentally scraped the skin off, she kissed my "wowee" and made it all better.

Just wanted to document this today - things like this will help get us through the Terrible Twos.

Monday, May 13, 2013

23 months

My little girl is just one month shy of two years old.  No longer a baby, she is firmly entrenched in toddlerhood.  This month's official photo is the very first one I took.  It definitely went downhill after that.  Can you tell it was close to naptime?

Monday, May 6, 2013

scariest song ever

While Evelyn was slow to do things physically (she took FOREVER to walk confidently on her own), she has never been behind verbally.  I am convinced that she can say dozens, maybe even a hundred, words.  She sometimes gets lazy and won't - that stubborn streak is something else - but she is able to.

She speaks in short sentences as well. When asked what lives on a farm (I was going for a horse or cow), she replied "Zach and the tattow (tractor) and boks (chickens)."  Zach and Beckie and their boys just moved to a farm/ranch on 35 acres, and I'm sure it is going to be one of Evelyn's favorite places in the world.

Every morning when I get her out of bed, I ask what she dreamed about.  The answer is typically books.  The other day, she said she dreamed about eating ham with her teeth in the rain.

She makes up songs:
"Potty potty potty YAY!
Potty potty potty ROAR!
Potty potty potty YAY!
She sang this while condescendingly patting my knee while I was using the bathroom, and then said "good girl" when I flushed.  Followed by a long, heartfelt goodbye to what was flushed.

She will sing animal songs too.  If you ask her to sing the dog song, she loudly sings "Ruff, Ruff, RUUUUUFFFF!"  This is terrifying when you ask her to sing the horse song.  Her version of "neigh" sounds like "die."  The horse song is "Die, Die, Die, Die, DIIIIIEEEE!"  Sometimes she slurs it together and it sounds like "Daddy, Daddy, DIIIIEEEE!"

Sunday, March 31, 2013


Over spring break, Evelyn and I went on a little mommy-daughter date to the zoo.  While we spent time looking at most of the animals, Evelyn would have been completely content staying with the giraffes (raffes, she calls them) the entire time.  In fact, we were there with them for about an hour and a half.  She loved them so much.

this guy tried to lick us

fake giraffe legs... she kept hugging them.