Evie recently drew a picture of our family:
So Evie and Sara are apparently pretty happy, Ollie’s in a timeout, and I’m screaming. I’m not sure if I’m screaming in terror, or screaming at Ollie. I guess “screaming” is just how Evie sees me all the time. However, my favorite part is that I’m wearing a Baconfest shirt.
Evie is certainly no stranger to making signs or leaving threatening letters. However, I just happened across two hilarious letters she wrote awhile back, which we saved for posterity of course. I don’t believe I’ve blogged these before. This one is from Feb. 2012:
Allow me to translate:
No Mom. 2-11 Love Evelyn. I don’t want to hear any more from you. 2012.
Signed and dated.
Just to show you that one’s not a fluke, here’s another from about a year later:
Mom and Ollie, please don’t yell or bother me. It is Evie who you don’t bother. The End. Today, 19/2013/February.
Although her spelling has gotten a lot better since then, the messages haven’t changed much. She obviously believes in the power of the written word.
I think we have a potential future blogger on our hands…