Hold you?

Yesterday she said to Nana, very clearly, "Nanny, I want some hold you." Meaning, I want you to hold me for a while. It was sweet.

She likes to talk on the phone. Yesterday she talked to Daddy, Paw-paw, Mama Cat, Aunt Bunny, and Jenny. Jenny is my friend, and whenever she comes over, Evelyn yells, "Jenny! Jenny!" She thinks Jenny comes over to see her. She may be right.

Sentences? We have paragraphs

Evelyn's speech is improving every day. Yesterday at bathtime she told me, "No, I wanna watch TV." She is not so clear that strangers can understand, but she puts each word in the sentence. Sometimes she even uses articles.

Yesterday while I laid on the couch, she walked up and said, "Mama play toys?" I repeated, "I play with toys?" and she acted like it was my idea. "Okay!" and she walked off to her new toy house, ready for me to follow.

The other day she stood up in her high chair and pointed emphatically at my cup and Nana's cup in turn, saying, "This is Mama coffee! This is Nana coffee!"

Oh, and she sings several songs now. Baa Baa Black Sheep, the ABCs, a scale (aka "Do Re Mi"), Jingle Bells, and of course, "That's Elmo's World." Before you get too excited, she doesn't get all the words to any of the songs, and her scale bears no resemblence to the correct notes. Jingle Bells, for instance, is "Jing-a bell, Jing-a bell, all way!"

Take it off

Yesterday Evelyn sat on the floor and pulled on her big toe. "Take big toe off," she said, and pulled on it. "You can't take your toe off," we told her, "It's attached to your foot." She pulled on her pinky toe. "Take little toe off?" "No, that one is attached to your foot, too." She pulled on her foot. "Take foot off." "Don't take off your foot," we told her. "It is part of you!" She put her hands under her chin at the sides of her head and pushed upward. "Take head off!" We were really laughing by this point. We told her that her head doesn't come off. She pulled her hair. "Take hair off?" Then back to her feet. "Take feet off." She pulled at each one. "But your feet help you jump and run." She stood up and jumped and ran.

Our power went out in the wee hours of Friday morning. It is still out (it's Monday) and may be a few days longer. We're staying at a friend's house not far away. Evelyn is unnerved by the power outage, but she is adjusting well.

Thanksgiving

Evelyn and (Mama and Daddy) went to Chattanooga for Thanksgiving, to Great Celia's house. Oh, what a big time she had. She loved all her cousins, and her grandparents and aunts and uncles. Ellie and Faith played with her endlessly. She followed Paw-Paw around the house. She went roller skating (and really skated!) and rode a new electric scooter. She explored new places and played outside. She liked the dogs and the cats. She met more cousins at Great-Great Faith's house.

One, two, Zerbert!

Evelyn gives Eric zerberts (raspberries) when she finds him laying on the floor. She pushes his shirt up and says, "One. Two. Zerbert!" and then pththththt on his belly. Then "Mama turn," and I give him a zerbert.

Yesterday she wanted a flashlight off the dresser. She asked for it several times before I gave it to her. Then she told me, "Good job!" Later she balanced the flashlight on its end, to make a light on the ceiling. When it wobbled, she told it, "Careful. Careful light."

Last night on the walk we saw a raccoon. Evelyn woke up talking about it this morning. She told Nana all about it at breakfast. "Saw raccoon. Racoon... run away!" with lots of hand motions.

Paw-Paw and Uncle Jason visit

This weekend Kerwin and Jason came from Kentucky. Evelyn loooved "Un-ka Da-shun." He was the best thing since Daddy. She climbed on him and chased him around the house and insisted that hang out at bathtime. She was happy to see Paw-Paw too, but had difficulty getting his attention sometime. Oh, and of course she enjoyed seeing "Mean dog." Mean Dog did not enjoy her, however.

Singing

Evelyn has started singing songs. She sings, "Baa baa black sheep have wool, yesah yesah full." She also sings "That's Elmo's World" and "The Baby Bop Hop."

She doesn't carry a tune like Rachel did at that age, but it is still cute.

I gave her a really bad haircut this morning. Her hair is officially past the stage where a quick snip to her bangs is sufficient for a trim. After this grows out, we'll take her to a hairdresser for her next trim. That'll be at least four months; it's a bad cut.

Baby Dragons

Yesterday we took our little Zombie Sheep to a neighbor's house for a Halloween party. Many other babies were there, all younger than Evelyn. Most were 3-6 months. They looked so... stationary.

Twin one-year-old boys were dressed as dragons, big puffy purple dragons with wings and tails. Evelyn liked them. "Tail," she said, and pointed at the dragon's tail. "Where's the dragon's dorsal spine?" I asked her. She looked at me for a few seconds, then walked over to the dragon, pointed at the spikes on his tail, and said, "Dor-al pine!" All the parents were very impressed. Yay Evelyn! Good, practical knowledge of dragon anatomy.

Sheep and Zombie Sheep

Evelyn's halloween costume has arrived. See pics on her picture page.

Yesterday Nana took her to a farm to see sheep and pigs and goats and tractors. Evelyn loved it. Nap? Who needs a nap? We have sheep!

Last night she wrestled with Daddy. She tackles him and gives him big zerberts on his belly. When I reach for her belly, she flees the room, runs around the circle, and returns for me to threaten her again. When I get too close, and she's cornered, she lets out a Zombie Sheep ba-a-a-a-a-aaa. Gasp! Scared! Zombie sheep!

Coming of age at Wal-Mart

She is a big girl at the store now. At Wal-Mart yesterday she demonstrated her grasp of a few new concepts. In the check-out lane, she grabbed candy from the shelf and put it on the conveyor belt. "Have it," she says.

In the lobby, she saw a train and a car with Elmo in it, both kiddie rides. Previously, she was content to sit in the rides; she didn't want them to move. Now, she climbs in and says to her Daddy, "More penny." (All coins are pennies to her.) She wanted him to insert quarters to make the ride go. "All gone pennies," we told her, and she climbed down. "Bye-bye train. Bye-bye Elmo."

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Another new sentence for today: "Nanny sucker!" She knows who will give her whatever she wants.

Takeaway

Last night in the bath, Evelyn holds the yellow cup out to me and says, "Want it?" I reach for it, and she pulls it back at the last minute and laughs. Then she holds it out, I reach for it, she pulls it back at the last minute. Repeat.

Where did she learn this game? She claims it was from Nanny, but Nanny denies it. Maybe it was those three-year-olds she hung out with on Monday night. Those older boys, always a bad influence!

Manners

She now says, "You're welcome" when she gives us something. It's adorable. She doesn't wait for the "thank you," just hands me something and says, "ya wekah."

Other times, she'll fart, and say, "Fart! Shoo-ee" and laugh. Then she says, "Mama fart." She insists that I fart. I can't fart on demand, Evelyn, sorry. How about a fake burp? I tried, "You fart." She pressed her lips together and turned her face red trying to fart.

Two nights this week she slept all the way through in her own bed! That's two more than ever before.

Pants on, pants off

Evelyn is learning how to dress herself. Just this weekend she put her own shorts on, then took them off, put them on, took them off, etc. This morning she did it with her pants. She even picked them out herself. She works on shirts, too, but those sleeves are tricky.

This morning it is very cool outside. Nana picked out some nice warm fleece pants with pockets. Pockets! Now Evelyn can put pennies in her own pockets. She is thrilled. The pennies don't disappear when she puts them there, unlike her mouth.

Last night she slept in her own bed from 9:30 to almost 7! Hurray Evelyn!

Yesterday evening she announced "Poop!" before she pooped, and then pooped and peed in the Cinderella potty. Yay Evelyn!

Weekend in the country

This weekend we went to a retreat for Friends of Missouri Midwives. It was in a state park in southwestern Missouri. The country was lovely. Evelyn loved the lake, with all its boats and its rim of rocks. She could throw rocks into the lake all day. She played with the other children. She saw a raccoon. She watched Bob the Builder all the way there and back. She liked the little babies.

In the little house where we stayed, there was a Murphy bed in the living room, where Nana slept. Evelyn loved it. Once she knew it was there, it had to be down the whole time.

On Sunday she played in the rain and splashed in mud puddles.

This morning when I left for work, she said, "Bye-bye" matter-of-factly. No fuss; she was happy to play with Nana.

Latest word: "Munch" with all sounds clearly enunciated
Favorite animal: whale
Latest body part: eyelash
Latest toy: Play-doh

Romance

Saturday night at a restaurant, Evelyn played peek-a-boo with a little boy about her age. He stuck his head over the top of his booth to peek at her as she sat between us. Oh, the excitement.
Before leaving, we walked Evelyn over to where the boy was sitting. When they saw each other, they squealed. He hugged her and kissed her. She wasn't sure how to react to this. They jumped up and down together. Then they took off. It's too early to run away together, guys!

Latests

I almost forgot...

Latest feat: splat!
Latest word: popsicle
Latest body part identification: hip
Latest toy: Little Tikes flintstone car

Splat

This weekend we stayed in town and visited with friends. Evelyn is talking more and more. She now attempts to call people by name. We visited Martin and Stacey this weekend, and Evelyn said, "Ma-in, 'mere. Splat." Meaning, "Martin, come here and splat in the beanbag." Everyone splatted in the big beanbag, especially Evelyn.

She has a new favorite song: "baa baa sheep." It's Raffi singing Baa Baa Black Sheep. We listen to it over and over and over in the car.

Yesterday, Drake ("ake") and Erin ("eh-in") came over. They're five and seven. Evelyn ran after them toward the playground, then fell and faceplanted on the sidewalk. Splat! Ouch. She busted her lip and scraped her face and knees. Now she has a fat lip, a bruise, and some new boo-boos. She recovered rapidly with some help from a "pah-uhl" (popsicle). This morning she remembered that popsicle and asked for another one.

The moral of the weekend is: Beanbags are better than sidewalks for splatting.

Back to normal

Evelyn had a blast for the last two weeks with her Aunt Bunny and Uncle Seth. Then last weekend Mama Cat and Pa-Pa visited, and she was even more excited. Then Nana came home too, and she was so thrilled that sleep was impossible.

Thank you to Kent for installing a ceiling fan in Nana's room! What a great surprise. It is soooo cooool and niiice in there now.

Latest feat: somersault
Latest word: arnica
Latest body part identification: nipple
Latest toy: baby doll highchair

More nudity

This morning around 4:30 a.m. Evelyn pulled the label off the water bottle, bit by bit. When the whole label was gone she held it up and said, "naked! naked naked naked." Then she had a drink.

Tricycle

Evelyn can ride her tricycle! She can pedal forwards and backwards. Seth took the trike to the playground yesterday, down to the big asphalt play area. She pedalled forwards and backwards. I was so proud!
She didn't have to steer in that big area. She'll probably have to work on steering.

Things you learn from the trash truck

Yesterday my sister and I took Evelyn to the grocery store. Evelyn pushed the cart around the frozen section, where there were convenient bumpers on each side of the aisle. She won't let anyone help steer; she knocks your hand away if you try. Eventually she started backing up, pulling the cart with her, and saying "beep beep beep." She knows to beep when she backs up. :)

Nekkid!

Evelyn's word of the week is "naked." She likes to run around the house naked, and screams when we put the diaper on her, "No, no diaper. Naked." It sounds more like "nekkid" when she says it. I tell her that if she pees in the potty, then she can run around naked. When she pees or poos on the floor, then she has to wear a diaper.

In other news, she can now count to two. "One cheek, two cheek!" she points to Aunt Bunny's cheeks.

My mom finally has an official name. We've been calling her "Nana Cat," but Evelyn now calls her "Mama Cat." Mama Cat - what an excellent name!

Toddler Life

Yesterday was a good day for the Evelator. She climbed a tree, after asking Nana for some help. She made Nana and all the neighbors jump with her. She hung from rings, bars, and Daddy's hands. She sang about horses in music class. She danced. She played in mud. She played peek-a-boo with Nana's knees and her own bellybutton. She tried to call Pa-Pa on the phone, but didn't respond when someone at his house answered, so they hung up. She enjoyed throwing the phone after listening to a few rings. She ran squealing from room to room. She dipped very sandy fingers into Nana's food, stealing some dinner for herself.

and best of all: she threw away her own trash. She finished her cereal bar, said "trash", pulled out the trash can, dropped her cereal bar wrapper in, pushed the trash can back into the cupboard, and closed the cupboard door. I almost cried, I was so proud.

Happy morning

Evelyn slept in today, and she was in a great mood for breakfast. She talked about eggs and oatmeal (which sounds like "email"). She hid her fork behind her head, getting eggs in her hair. After she ate, she announced, "wing. Mo' wing. ou-chai. mo' wing." while signing "swing." Translation: "Swing. More swinging. Outside. More swinging."

She now says "Bye mama. Bye da-ee," when we go to work, and "Hi!" with a little jump when we come home.

This morning she was talking about bunnies, hop hop hop. Next week her Aunt Bunny is coming to take care of her. She is looking forward to it already.

Cute hair

This weekend Evelyn visited Sydney. They got along splendidly. Evelyn called her "syd-syd," which sounds more like "tid-tid." They chased each other around houses and playgrounds and restaurants, squeaking. From Sydney, Evelyn learned about pigtails. This morning she even let me put pigtails in her hair. She grabs them and says, "Cute." Yes, Evelyn, those pigtails are super cute!

Daddy Work

Yesterday Eric returned from another work trip. Whoo, Evelyn was glad to see him. Nana reports that she tried to play nonchalant, but it was clear she was excited. She announced "all done" with her dinner and, once down on the floor, dropped into her fighting stance. Eric is teaching her to wrestle. She whoops him almost daily.

First sentence

Last night Evelyn peed on the floor, saying "ssss." I said, "aaaah! You peed on the floor!" She repeated "pee on f'oor. Aa pee on f'oor." Yes, Evelyn, you peed on the floor.

It doesn't really count as her first sentence because she only repeated it; she didn't make it up. Still, it'll be good for teasing her later. Right, Samantha?

Power Out

Last night we had a crazy windstorm. The power went out around 7:15 and stayed out until the slightly-wee hours of the morning. Evelyn didn't mind the dark much, but she did mind when the TV refused to play her Elmo movie. We read lots of books by flashlight. She enjoyed the circles on the ceiling when we point the flashlight upward. Her favorite shapes are Circle and Oval. "O-wa," she calls, when she is looking for the Oval piece to her shape puzzle.

No Fall

Yesterday Evelyn slid off her bed and landed on her face on the floor. Ow! After some cuddling and a munch, she ran back to her bed and climbed up again. "Be careful," I told her. "Don't fall." "No fall!" she yelled. "No fall! No fall! No fall!" (It sounds more like, "No paw.") She repeated that mantra for a long time, and she did not fall off the bed again that day.

She has also learned the word "Bonk." When she bonks her head, she tells us "Bonk head" (which sounds like "bah hea") and smacks herself on the head. Sometimes the smack hurts, and then she says "head" again and cries, and smacks herself again. We can stop the cycle by saying, "Oh, you bonked your head" and kissing it.

Laurenzilla

Last night Evelyn had a friend visiting. Lauren is a few weeks older than Evelyn. The two girls enjoyed playing together. Evelyn especially liked sticking stickers all over Lauren's chest and back.

There are a few new pictures up at Evelyn's picture page (gasp!).

The things you find in a baby's mouth

This morning Evelyn grabbed something off the floor and popped it into her mouth. I chased her down and dug it out, and it was... a tooth. Not one of her teeth - they're all accounted for. It is a small, yellowish molar, very worn down. Where did it come from? We don't know!

Trip to Kentucky

Over the 4th of July, we all went to Kentucky to visit family and friends. Evelyn liked Pa-Paw and Granddad, although she seems to call both of them Pa-Paw. She loooooved Pa-Paw's motorcycles. She played in a ditch and a creek and two pools. She met a mean dog ("me dah") and four nice dogs. She saw many trucks and planes. She rode the neighbor's concrete lawn animals. The porch duck tipped over when she tried to ride it.

She especially enjoyed visiting Robby and Lisa, where they had a just-right pool with water up to her chin, a swingset with a slide, four cooperative dogs including one Peanut, a basketball hoop, and Brandon. Brandon is nine years old, and Evelyn loved playing and swimming with him.

On the car trip, Evelyn enjoyed listening to Sesame Street classics and They Might Be Giants. In particular, she loved a 20-second segment of one of TMBG's songs. The lyrics go "Mop. Mop. Mop Mop. Mop Mop Mop Mop. Mo-o-o-o-o-op." Then we had to rewind it back to second 0:42 and listen to "Mo' mop." Repeat fifty times.

It was a lovely, low-key vacation. Evelyn explored two neighborhoods and a mall. We relaxed and chilled. We set off a few fireworks in the street. Evelyn liked the lights but not the noise, and she was fascinated by the smoke. ("'Mo. Hot 'mo. Bye hot 'mo.")

Dance

Evelyn does a dance that she learned from Sesame Street. She claps her hands, stomps her feet, turns around, touches her toes, pulls her ears, flaps her arms, stretches up high, and all falls down! "It's a very simple dance to do."

New words

This morning she said "Cat" instead of "Mow" (meowing sound) when she wanted Artemis. We didn't recognize the word until she did the sign.

Also this morning she said, "Mama? Work." when it was time for me to leave.

Bouncing onto her butt

This weekend Evelyn and I drove to Columbia to meet up with Nana Cat, Pa-Pa, and Seth, and to visit Aunt Bunny at Missouri Scholars Academy. What a big time Evelyn had! especially playing with her Uncle Seth. She now says "Seth," which sounds like "Tet." He peek-a-bood and chased and jumped with her for hours. She loooooved it.

She learned how to jump on the bed and land on her butt. We all clapped, so she did it again and again. However, she has not learned that this is something you should do only on the bed. She does it on hard floors. She is surprised each time that it hurts her butt.

Bad nights

When is an impossibly cute baby not so cute?

At 2:30 in the morning when she's wide awake and saying "Mama, up. up!" Well, seriously, she is still cute, because she's still cheerful. It would be worse if she were whining and crying and refusing to sleep. But it gets old after three nights in a row! Motherhood has trained me to get by on 3-5 hours of sleep, but I still don't like it. Moan groan gripe complain, moan groan gripe....

This weekend we're taking a trip to Columbia to visit Aunt Bunny at MSA. We'll meet up with Nana Cat, Pa-Pa, and Uncle Seth. It will be great, especially if she sleeps on the car trips and at night.

At the Science Center with Nana, she loved the dinosaurs. She has been stomping around like a dinosaur ever since.

Preview of the first day of school

This morning, Nana took Evelyn to the Science Center to enjoy the air conditioning. I watched from the door while they walked to the car. About halfway there, Evelyn turned around and waved to me. "Bye mama," she said, and blew me a kiss.

Where did the cat go?

Evelyn loves Artemis the cat. She grins when she sees her, does the sign for cat and says "meow, mow" in a high voice. Sometimes she pets the cat nicely, but pretty soon she starts smacking the cat and grabbing at her tail. The cat seems to be thinking, "I've spent the last year running from this human. I'm tired of it. I'm going to sit right here and not be intimidated... dang it! This hurts. I'm out of here!"
Then the cat moves a little out of reach. Evelyn runs toward her, flapping her hands and screeching. The cat runs a little farther. Evelyn repeats the flapping and screeching until the cat is out of sight. Then she raises her hands and says "Go?" - the sign for "Where did it go?" Duh, baby, I'd run too if you were twice my size and screeched at me like that.

Last night Evelyn tried brownie batter (more, more) and broccoli ("boc-ee"). She likes to eat orange chicken from Panda Express, just like her dad.

Her favorite body part these days is her neck.

Last night I took her to the store with me to get the brownie mix. "Evelyn, do you want to go to the store with me?" no reaction. "... In the car?" run for the front door! Hurray, the car is a big thrill now. When I left for work this morning, and yesterday morning, she was climbing around in Nana's car. I look forward to our next vehicle purchase, when Evelyn will check out every inch of the new vehicle when we buy it.

Happy Anniversary to us

Last night Eric and I went out for a very nice dinner date. Barb came over to watch Evelyn, and they had a great time. When I came home at 10, they were watching Sesame Street. Evelyn was happy to see me but not ecstatic; she had a good time.

This morning she discovered the game of dumping water from her sink bath onto the kitchen floor. Oh, joy.

Our Morning

Hi Mom:

We talked with Artie for awhile. We walked over to the school and the digger was still there but my nanna said it was locked up. I stood on it for awhile. We went on to the playground and I played on the slide for awhile and swang on the monkey bars. Nanna said it made her arms tired to hold me up so I could hold on to the monkey bars.

We went in my stroller to see Dr. Norton. I played with a ball in his office. There was a beach ball on the wall that I wanted but my Nanna wouldn't get it down for me. I got to practice saying "ELEVATOR" again today.

We went back down the elevator to the Empty Nest. A lady was telling Nana how cute the new fall line was going to be. I can't wait! My Nana bought me some more shirts and a couple of pairs of pants for this winter and next spring. Ms. Stella B was there and she hugged my Nana and me both. I tried on a bunch of bracelets and my Nana bought them for me. I played with putting my juice cup down into a vase and people would help me get it out.

I went to sleep coming back and took a long nap. I woke up and took off and then the 1st thing I wanted was a bath! I played in the tub for a long time. Now I have to go downstairs and eat my lunch.

Love you,
Evelyn

Poop

Evelyn now recognizes when she has pooped in her diaper. She says "Poop" and grabs at her diaper. She wants it off.

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The other day I put Evelyn in her high chair to eat. She said to me, "Wet. Cold." Her food wasn't wet and cold, so I didn't know what she was talking about. A few seconds later she stood up in her chair and refused to sit back down. I checked her diaper for poop and found... an ice cube. Wet and cold is right!

Eat, Mow

Yesterday evening Evelyn climbed onto her little stool to reach the catfood. When I walked into the room she was reaching across the buffet to grab a bite. "Eat," she said, "Meow. Eat." She knows that food is for the cat. Of course, that didn't stop her from chowing on it.

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She has some confusion about letters. It started with a Q in the bathroom; she kept holding it up saying "Beeeee," and we'd say "Q," and she'd say, "Beeeeeeeee!" Nana reports that it is not just Q; all letters are B. Fridge magnets, stick-to-the-tub, even letters in books, they're all B. Point to them and say, "What's that, Evelyn?" and she responds, "Beee!"

Numbers are also B. "Two," we say, pointing. "Beee," she insists.

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Last night on the way to the playground, she spotted a fellow mowing some grass. "Mow," she said, very clearly. She repeated this several times, then did a sign for grass. She complained when we moved out of sight, and asked for "more mow."

Slick up in it

Yesterday I gave Evelyn a cup of water to drink. She drank a little, then dumped it on the floor. I wiped that up. She asked for more. I gave her a little more. This time she turned the cup over immediately. I wiped that up. She asked for more, but I refused. She was insistent, so I gave her water in a baby bottle, much to her chagrin. A few minutes later, I see her holding the baby bottle upside down, shaking it for all she's worth. Then she takes a step and, sure enough, slips and falls in the puddle. And she wonders why I don't give her more water to dump!

She likes to say "Mama" and "Da-eee" and "Naneee." She also says "Mom-n-da" for "Mama and Daddy."

Learning to throw

Evelyn loves balls. She throws them into the air and they land on top of her head. She looks surprised and pats her head, then chases after the ball to do it again.

The other night at church she saw some teenagers playing wiffle ball. She watched those boys throwing the wiffle ball around, with their arm to the side. Then she started throwing her ball with her arm to the side (and her other arm reaching around to help hold the ball). She gets a lot more oomph in the throw this way, but the direction of the throw is totally random. Most of the time the ball goes backwards.

Congratulations to Randy and Thena

We went to a wedding this weekend. At the end, the preacher said, "You may now share the kiss of peace." The bride and groom kissed, and Evelyn kissed the air.

The reception was on the edge of a lake. People paddled canoes around the lake, and paddleboats, which fascinated Evelyn. Boat, she said, and did the sign. That girl loves her modes of transportation.

Cars and Trucks

Last weekend, Aunt Cheri brought Evelyn a new toy: a dump truck. It's a really cool dump truck because it really dumps. It has working doors and lights and truck sounds, and a lever that lifts the bin up over the cab and dumps it in the back. Then you can turn a knob to compact the trash, and finally lift the big container on the back of the truck and flip a switch to open the door in the back and dump the trash back out. We all like it, including Evelyn. Her favorite parts are the noises and the little trash man, whom she carries around. He's her new boyfriend.

Yesterday, while I installed the carseat front-facing in Nana's car, Evelyn climbed around in the front seat. She sat in the drivers seat and tried to turn the wheel. When it wouldn't turn, she asked for help. She signed car and said "Ckah" and "rum rum." When we were finished installing the car seat, she banged on the car door to get in and pretend to drive some more.

What have we learned today?

If the baby goes to sleep an hour early, she wants to get up two hours early.

She loves the taste of raw egg whites.

A balloon on a rubber band is exciting!

Memorial Day Weekend

Whew, we had a big weekend. Saturday morning Mom, Dad, and Aunt Bunny (aka "Hop Hop") took Evelyn to the Museum of Transportation. There we rode a bus, a train, and a trolley. We saw cars and trucks and a boat and many trains. She had a very good time. Afterward, she took a good long nap. Later on Saturday, Great Aunt Cheri and cousin Liz arrived. Hurray!

On Sunday, there was church, and then lunch at a restaurant, and then a long drive to Hannibal. There Evelyn saw her Paw-Paw and Nana Cat and Uncle Seth and Bean. ("Dog. Woof woof woof. Dog.") She followed her Paw-Paw around most of the visit. He cooked some baked beans that Evelyn looooved. "Beans. More beans. Eat."

On Monday, we all went to the newly improved Hannibal Community Pool. Evelyn played in the wading pools and in squirty fountains. She was a little scared ("cold, wet") at first, but she had a good time. When the rain started, the exhausted baby and her family headed home. On the way back from Hannibal, we stopped at Chesterfield Mall. There Evelyn rode the big carousel, and cried angrily when we made her leave it. Home at last, she found Daddy "Da-eee!" and ran the other direction. That is what she does when she is happy to see someone. Cheri took her outside after dark to see the fireflies. "Fly!"

Overall, we had a fantastic weekend, but whew, I'm exhausted. Time to go to work and rest.

Evelyn at 15 Months

Big weekend coming up, and other minor updates

Tonight, Eric goes to pick up Aunt Bunny. Evelyn doesn't know it yet, but she'll be excited to see Aunt Bunny tomorrow.

Nana leaves for her trip tonight, and Evelyn will miss her a lot. This morning, Evelyn called her "Naa-naa-naa-naaaaneee!" many times. She loves her Nana.

On Saturday, Great Aunt Cheri comes to visit! and Liz! They will be very impressed with Evelyn. Last time they saw her, she was just starting to walk. Now she is running and climbing and starting to talk.

The other day at dinner she decided her toast was a hat. Because she dipped it in carrot soup first, it stuck to her hair and stayed on her head nicely. She enjoyed that.

Last night Nana bought her a new book. It is the ultimate book for her: a pop-up book about trucks that makes "vroom vroom" and "woowooo" and "honk honk" noises. We read it for about half an hour before bed.

Spicy

Last night Evelyn, Nana, and I ate at Hacienda, the trendy Mexican restaurant near our house. We had a great time. Evelyn liked the chips and salsa, even though the salsa was pretty spicy. She dipped her chips and licked the salsa off, then made a slight face like "Hmm, what's this?" Later, she picked up my spoon and scooped a whole spoonful of salsa into her mouth. She didn't like that so much. The "too spicy" face has her mouth open, saying "aa aa aa," with raised eyebrows indicating minor distress. Fortunately, her dinner arrived just then, with a nice little tub of ketchup to dilute the spiciness of the salsa. She didn't care about the chicken tenders, but she liked the ketchup. And a tortilla.

Of course Evelyn drew many smiles. She and I wore our matching green and pink shirts. She waved hi to people, smiled at babies, and ran up and down, up and down the ramp on the way out. She saw a motorcycle in the parking lot. Vroom, vroom, vroom! I considered the trip a success because I drank a margarita without sharing any with Evelyn.

Trucks

Last night Eric, Evelyn and I went for a walk. He carried her in the Ergo backpack. We saw girls playing softball, and she liked the ball and the cheering. We saw a big yellow digger sitting in a construction site, and she thought that was pretty cool. Lately the only thing cooler than a big truck is a helicopter.

This morning the trash truck arrived as I was leaving for work. As soon as she heard the distant beep-beep-beep of the truck backing up, she got excited. It's the highlight of her day to watch the huge blue garbage truck as it moves along our street.

Favorite Character

Evelyn has officially recognized, named, and asked for a television character. She likes Big Bird. She has a toy with a picture of Big Bird's head. When she sees it, she points and says "Buh-buh." Then she runs to the bottom of the stairs and starts mooing, meaning, "I want to go upstairs and watch a Big Bird movie." She has one where Big Bird teaches the alphabet, and one where Big Bird sings silly party songs.

We're just happy she didn't choose Barney or Elmo. Big Bird is the least annoying character she could have chosen. Ask me in a year whether I still think that.

Continued puking

Miss Evelyn threw up again this morning. For breakfast, she put eggs in her mouth and then took them out again. Other than that, she seems to be in good health. Nana reports that she smeared ravioli all over her belly at lunch, then refused to bathe.

My morning was very good. It is a beautiful day. We had an off-site meeting this morning, and then Jorge let me drive his Mazdaspeed Miata back to the office. That was a blast! It was like playing Mario Kart, only better.

Mothers Day Weekend, ugh

The whole family was sick this weekend. Evelyn started the pukefest on Friday around 10:30 pm, and continued to puke occasionally through Sunday evening. Nana came down with it early Saturday morning. Eric and I both got sick yesterday. He is still home sick. The rest of us are better now, eating crackers and up and about.

Even when she is sick, she is a very good baby. The first puking part freaked her out and she cried for a long time. After that, she took it in stride, fussing only when her tummy really hurt. She even learned to puke in a bowl. (She can say "bowl.") She munched and drank water in between, keeping herself hydrated. She wouldn't eat the pedialyte popsicle, but I thought it was pretty tasty. It was a snuggle-with-mama weekend, which was sweet.

Eric did get us pretty flowers and a present. He didn't manage to mow the lawn, which is what his mom asked for. I missed the wedding and reception that I really wanted to go to. I almost went to the wedding, got all dressed and ready, but she wouldn't let go. She needed her mama.

Seal in Training

This morning Evelyn came downstairs and turned on the DVD player. Eric's Navy Seal Training video was in there. She likes it. She watches the people do their exercises and imitates them a little, squatting and standing and waving her arms. I grabbed the video camera. Then she wrestled Nana down to the ground and sat on her face. Victory!

Also this morning she sat on the potty for a few seconds, hopped up, turned around, squatted down, and pooped on the bathroom rug. Then she stepped in it and tracked it around the room. Gross! We won't miss that part when she's all grown up.

Jump

Yesterday Evelyn walked across the street to see Arty again. Arty is the neighbor's dog. He and Evelyn are great friends. Last night she found the box of doggy biscuits. She fed Arty several doggy biscuits, one at a time, and finally tried them herself. Not as good as lotion, she decided.

While we were across the street, Eric came out of our house with his jump rope. He jumps to warm up for his walk with Evelyn. Well, Evelyn thought his jumping was just great. When he stopped, she said "More." She jumped too - she can get herself off the ground now. She jumped a whole lot and didn't fall down. Her balance is impressive for fifteen months old. More jumping, Daddy! More jumping.

Hey - hey - hey!

When Evelyn is frustrated with me, she says "hey - hey - hey," just like I say to her when she is too squirmy. I didn't realize how often I say "hey - hey" until she started saying it back to me.

In the morning she wakes up and says "Da-ee." She finds Eric in the bed and climbs on top and bounces on his bladder. Hee hee.

Yesterday Eric pulled her sheep pants down to change her diaper. She thought he was taking her pants off and got all upset - "No! Baaaaaaa. Baaaaa." She loves her Ba-a-a-a pants.

Fifteen Months

Yesterday Evelyn turned fifteen months old. It seems like she was fourteen months old forever. She has learned so many things this last month! She weighed in at 24.3 lb, and she is about 31.25" tall. She hasn't gained any weight since she learned to walk, pretty much. She is growing taller and smarter and stronger.

Sunday morning I woke up early and went downstairs. When Evelyn woke up, I heard her and headed up. While I walked up the stairs, she emerged from the bedroom carrying her blankee. "Good morning, good morning, it's time to rise and shine!" I sang. She shook her head miserably and said "Doe" (no). No, momma, it is not a good morning until I've had my munch.

The other day we were reading a book about Jesus. At each picture of Jesus, Evelyn patted her chest and said "Paw." This is her sign for Paw-paw (Kent). Later I told Nana about how she thought Jesus was Paw-paw, and she signed "More." She wants to see more of her Paw-paw! She loves him because he plays and plays and plays with her. Hopefully he'll be able to come down this month and see her (and fix our roof).

This morning she thought that 4:40 a.m. was a fine time to get up and play. Ugh. She crawled over me and ran off, then came back for a munch, then ran off again. Soon she came back for another munch, then rolled around on the bed for a while, then finally went back to sleep around 5:15. Ugh.

I really should put Evelyn's latest antics up somewhere, and this is as good a place as any.

Today we went to the park. She swang on the big kid swing. She holds on to the chains with both hands. She said "Mo Ween" (more swing) when she wanted to go higher and "up" (which means down) when she was done. It's a little harder to communicate while she is on the swing because she can't use her hands to sign.

Yesterday we went on the hash. She rode on my back in the Ergo baby carrier. She saw some big trucks ("Wow") and some cars rushing by on the highway ("rrrmmm rrrmm") and some planes taking off and landing ("Woooooooww. Mo!") She was very impressed. She also saw the moon ("Moo. Moo!") high in the sky. She has good eyes.

Blog? What Blog?

Maybe I should have a blog. I have thoughts to share every once in a while.

Last night we watched a video of my 23rd birthday, found while cleaning out the attic. It was less than six years ago, yet everything looked so different. I hadn't met my husband. My grandmother was alive and still nice and fat. My mother was thin, looking happy and beautiful. My sister was still a kid. Aunt Cheri and Uncle Steve lived in Hannibal. My brother had two legs, and slept all day. I didn't look much different, except that somehow I was sexier then. No complaints; now I'm happy instead, happy with my own little nuclear family.

I miss my Grandmarti. I miss my brother. Josh, if you're reading this, I love you. I wish I could see you more. Getting up to Hannibal is a lot more trouble with BabyTRON along. We'll get there one of these days.