So today Sara got the bright idea to show Evie two websites on the computer, kitten war and the related site puppy war. All of a sudden, comprehension dawned in Evie’s eyes…”Now I understand what a computer is for! This is what my parents are doing on that machine all the time!” Needless to say, those websites were right up her alley and she loved them. She likes to vote for a few and then yell “Cat!” or “Doggie!” to make you switch to the other webpage. I had completely forgotten those pages, I haven’t been there in probably 4 years or something. I remember there used to only be like 8 dogs, so you had basically had them in every possible matchup. In fact, we would know when someone added a new dog because we knew all the existing dogs so well. Wow, what a pathetic loser I am.
Over the weekend we went to see a friend of ours, Katie, get married. Let’s just say Evie had a BLAST! I’m not joking, I think it was literally the time of her life. Between the dancing and the tons of other little kids and just the ability to run around all night, she was in seventh heaven. Sara and I took turns running after her, but even still, we were exhausted at the end of the night. She certainly wasn’t shy either, she was constantly running up to a table of people she didn’t know and climbing into a free chair as if to join the conversation. At one point I started to wonder if someone spiked her sippy cup. I said to her, “Evie, you are a crazy girl!” and she said, “CRAAAaaaaAAAaaaZY!” and kind of slowly fell over backwards. So, to recap, Evie – fun time, mommy and daddy – exhausted.
Lately she has been kind of getting obsessed with things. Like she thinks of something and then she just repeats it endlessly until it is in her grasp. Like, she’ll wake up in the morning and suddenly start shouting, “Baby! Baby! Baby!” or “Elmo!” or “Flower!” or whatever else. However, she is very easily distracted, so she switches topics very quickly. Therefore, she has been tending to gather up a lot of things, like “Baby! Elmo! Horse! Boop! Elephack!” and then she starts dropping things because she can’t hold it all. And you have to be careful what you mention around her because there are so many words that will set her off, like casually mentioning “water” in a sentence.
Finally, today I felt rather manly as I managed to install this water sprayer thing into the toilet to help clean the cloth diapers. It only required two trips to the hardware store, so I hope you bet the under!
