It seems like I just collect up all the cute or funny things she says until I have enough for a post.

So last Friday we were playing Hide and Seek and it was Evie’s turn to count.  As I crouched behind the chair I listened in amazement as she counted straight through to 20!  I had never heard her count past 13. I usually only count to 5 because 5 is about how long she can stay hidden for, so I’m not sure how she learned the rest. Probably from time-out.

She is saying a lot more phrases now, like when I asked her a question and she told me “Don’t count on it” or when we were looking for some hotdogs for lunch in the fridge and I couldn’t find them and she told me, “Don’t worry!”  Instead of yes and no, she now says “Sure” and “Nope!” Like, “Evie, are you going to lay down and take a nap now?” “Nope!”

Some things I don’t know where she picked up the phrase from, like when she was looking at an old picture in which Sara had on makeup and Evie declared she was “foxy” or saying Nala looked “fancy” after I brushed her hair.  Some things I know where she got it from, like Sara teaching her to say her scarf was “chic”.

Probably the funniest thing she has been doing lately is saying “Ooooh!” after you finally understand what she said. Like, she’ll be saying some word and you’re saying, “What? What?” and then you finally realize what she is saying and when you say it, she says, “Oooooh!” as if SHE just figured out what YOU were trying to say.  She turns it around on you.

She tries to answer a question as fast as possible and then say, “No…” to buy her self time.  Like you’ll say, “Evie, what color is this?” and she’ll say, “Blue! No….Red!” I don’t know if that makes any sense, but it is hilarious. It seems like a skill you shouldn’t develop until you’re older.

She decided that the moles on my head were polka dots (well, “toka dots” actually) and was a little disappointed when she didn’t have any. And speaking of my head, the other night she refused to comb my hair (something she usually does every night after I comb her hair) because she insisted there was a grasshopper on my head.  She insisted with such fervor that I swept my head a few times to make sure there wasn’t some bug in there or something.

And finally, Evie trying to jump: