From the Mouths of Babes

Family Resemblance

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Evie, looking at Nathan’s shirt: “Uncle Nathan, do you like bacon?”
Uncle Nathan: “Yes, yes I do.”
Me: “You must like bacon too, you ate a lot of it this morning.”
Evie: “Well, I don’t have a bacon shirt.”
Uncle Nathan: “Yet. You don’t have a bacon shirt yet.”

We were watching some kids playing soccer and Evie turned to a kid who was about 14 years old and said, “What’s that little boy doing?”

Sara: “Sometimes when babies are born, people wonder who they look like. Like if they look like their mom, or dad, or sister. Who do you think Oliver looks like?”
Evie, with a big smile on her face: “Nala.”
::later::
Evie: “Oliver looks like Elmo.”
Me, cautiously: “He does? In what way?”
Evie: “Well, my Elmo can’t sit up or stand and neither can Oliver.”

Social Butterfly

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When kids are little, even when they are “playing” with other kids, they’re not really playing with other kids. They’re mostly just playing at the same time as the other kids, who happen to be in close proximity. However, some switch recently flipped over in Evie’s head, where she suddenly noticed other kids. She really just loves to make friends.

Whenever we go to the park now, she’s so excited to talk to the other kids. She runs up to them and says, “My name is Evie, what’s your name?” She also tries to entice them to play whatever game she is playing, such as driving in the little plastic car and announcing casually, in her loudest voice, “The back is open, if anybody wants to sit in it!”

At soccer practice, we’ve been going with the same kids for like 8 weeks now. Suddenly, last weekend, it’s like they noticed each other. Soon Evie and another girl were holding hands and stopping periodically to hug each other. It was the most adorable thing ever. It was hilarious too, as each of them would kick a soccer ball in opposite directions, and then almost pull their arms out of their sockets as they both tried to run after. Eventually another boy joined in with the hand holding, and they almost threatened to destroy the entire practice with their peace, love, and happiness.

The other aspect of this is that she is now learning adult social skills, such as making conversation segues and small talk in order to keep conversation flowing. For example, seeing Nathan’s pop bottle: “I got a water bottle for Christmas from Santa. Have you seen the big girl bed that Santa got me?” which of course leads to her showing him around her room.

The other day she met a random girl at the library and Sara was watching her make small talk with the girl:

Evie: “So, where’s your mommy?”
Random Little Girl: “She’s at work.”
Evie: “My mommy never leaves me. Sometimes my daddy goes to Detroit.”

::General arguing about the moon for quite some time::
Random Little Girl: “The moon doesn’t look like this picture.”
Evie, finally getting fed up: “Sometimes the moon is a circle, and sometimes it is a crescent!”

I love watching her interact with other kids!

Another Monday, another set of quotes

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Evie, laughing: “Aunt Rachael…cracking me up!”

Me: “Oliver, your big sister put her hair in the water all by herself.”
Oliver: “Mfgh!”
Me: “He said, ‘wow!'”
Evie, skeptically: “I’ll take your word for it…”

Evie is really learning how to use her words. She can be encouraging, as in “Good job hurrying Grandma!” when we are trying to get out the door. She can be so polite when she wants to, such as “Daddy, thank you for the big fork, but I would prefer a small fork.” On the other hand, she can also be not-so-polite, as in “I said I wanted strawberries, how dare!”

Evie had to go to the ear doctor a lot before she got her tubes in her ears. We tried to think of ways to make the visit a little more fun, and the ear doctor came up with the game of looking in her ear and seeing who was in there. “I see Elmo in this ear!” Evie got a big kick out of that. I’m still not sure if she understood that Elmo actually wasn’t in her ear. But anyway, we continue the game to this day, when we are doing checkups with her doctor kit.

Evie: “And in your ears daddy, I see…hair.”

You have to take a lot of abuse as a parent.

I think Evie is starting to generate quotes on purpose

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Evie: “Where do you stay a long time before you go home?”
Sara: “What do you mean, honey?”
Evie: “The hospital! Such as.”

Okay Ms. North Carolina.

Evie: “I smell something”
Me: “I think it was daddy’s stinky toot.”
Evie: ::fake crying:: “Your stinky toot is making me cry!”
(Don’t let it ever be said that I would let my own embarrassment stand in the way of a funny story)

Evie was eating pretzels dipping them in peanut butter. She likes pretzels, but mostly she just likes the peanut butter. Finally, she finished all the pretzels, but there was a little peanut butter left.
Evie: “It’s finger time!”

Evie: “I like to put [the cup] on the sun, so the sun goes down.”
Me: ::chuckling::
Evie: “I think you should put that on your e-blog, because it’s really funny!”

Done and done, sweetheart.

Lets end the week with some quotes

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Someone (I forget): “Where’d you get the recipe?”
Sara: I got it online. From the Amish.”

Evie:  “Your hair looks like bugs are crawling in it.” <– Oh snap!

Sara: “If you eat one tomato and two bites of broccoli, you can have some more bread.”
Evie: “What if I eat two tomatoes and one bite of broccoli?”
Sara: “That would be okay.”
Evie: “What if I eat three tomatoes and three bites of broccoli?”
Me: “You drive a hard bargain.”

Evie: “My brain hurts.”
Me: “Oh no, why does your brain hurt?”
Evie: “Long fingernails.”