Evelyn was all ready for bed. She had a new diaper and some warm
pjs. Grandma Maureen and Aunt Kenna were in the master suite, there was a disagreement going on that just barely masked the sound of the warm shower running that Aunt Kenna would get into as soon as the disagreement was resolved. All of sudden the loud voices ended and loud peels of laughter issued from down the hall. My daughter was brought to me in a towel, soaking wet, and grinning from ear to ear.
Apparently during the heated conversations, Evelyn had opened the sliding doors on the shower, climbed in, walked through the stream of water, and had been standing with her back to the warm liquid for about 5 minutes when she was found. At least we know that she likes being clean. :)
Apparently when I was pregnant with Evelyn I didn't crave ice cream because I craved it. I was craving it because Evelyn craved it. This is my excuse and I'm sticking to it. After finding an appropriately sized spoon she and I sat down to enjoy a well deserved treat. As you can see she loved it and even went to get another spoon. With two spoons she was able to increase her intake which only made going to bed that night even more bouncy. Ah, when will we parents learn. :)
Evelyn was all ready for bed. She had a new diaper and some warm pjs. Grandma Maureen and Aunt Kenna were in the master suite, there was a disagreement going on that just barely masked the sound of the warm shower running that Aunt Kenna would get into as soon as the disagreement was resolved. All of sudden the loud voices ended and loud peels of laughter issued from down the hall. My daughter was brought to me in a towel, soaking wet, and grinning from ear to ear. 
So we had breakfast in bed yesterday - Go-gurt, Tillamook, and crispy pretzels. ( It was just a precursor to breakfast. :) When Evelyn climbed onto Mike's tummy to harass him I just laughed. But the moment I looked away to grab another cheese was when he got to laugh. I looked over and sitting on Evelyn's pointer finger of her right hand was a huge...boogey! She won't let me get them but apparently she has no problem doing it herself. Our little fireball picked her first booger last night. We're so proud.
