So, here's what we've been up to.
I've been wanting to do an Evan's Favorites post for a while now. He's finally to the point that he has some favorites. Here's a short list:
~ Blueberries
~ Blueberry waffles
~ Spaghetti
~ Cheese
~ Climbing over things-- especially Mom's or Dad's legs or Laika
~ Balls-- it's the one word that he can kind of say, and he loves throwing them
~ Playing in the bathtub... whether there's water in there or not
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| He's a Vampire Beach Hunk. Just kidding, Evan <3 Blueberries. |
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| Water, Schmater. Some people use the TV to babysit their kids, I use the bathtub. |
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Evan and Laika become closer buds every single day. And they're both total pains in my butt. (Did you see the begging post? That's for reals. Every. Single. Time.) I always knew we made a good choice with Laika. She really is a wonderful dog... even if I sometimes want to murder her when she wakes me up at 3am on an otherwise "sleeping-through-the-night" night with her vigorous butt munching... or when she chooses right outside Evan's bedroom door to shake her loud floppy ears. I still love her. And, I love my boy and his dog.
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| Ruff! |
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| "Oh, Laika. I just love your soft ears." |
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| "I <3 you, Evan." |
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| My boy and Satan Dog. Seriously, look at her face! I'm not sure how I captured that look, but this picture scares the crap out of me! |
Evan and I visited the Butterfly House last weekend. I didn't know if he'd even care but he seemed interested in the butterflies. Since it's essentially a big tent full of butterflies and caterpillars, it's not like he could not notice them everywhere.
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| I feel so fortunate that we have cool places like this to visit. |
We've been enjoying the nice weather with regular wagon rides and playing outside. I used to like playing on the blanket in the backyard. That was when Evan was "scared" of the pokey grass. He didn't like feeling it on his skin. Now, he's overcome his fear.
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| Being good on the blanket... for about one second. |
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| Escapee |
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| This reminds me a lot of ... |
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| This. |
Evan has learned recently to operate some of his toys. He's figured out that the dog in his bed (Scout) sings songs and talks to him if he squeezes his paws. So, sometimes at 3am, I'll hear: "My favorite color is green! Is that your favorite color too, Evan?" "I'm feeling a little sad. Will you give me a hug?" "Twinkle, twinkle little star..." He presses the buttons over and over and over. Finally, he'll press the foot button which is bedtime music, and he'll fall back asleep. I'm glad I don't have to get out of bed to tend to him, but I'd rather not hear his conversation with Scout at 3am.
He's also learning to take bites. Like, small bites off of big food. For example, instead of trying to shove an entire pizza crust into his mouth like usual, he ate it bite by bite last night. When he's lucky enough to get a bite of my snacks, I make him bite it off for himself. It's amazing how much stuff we take for granted. Who knew I'd be so impressed by taking a bite of something?
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And, just for fun...
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