Picture Me

Evie's new passion is getting her picture taken with some object on the top of her head. She'll put either a bucket or a hat on her head and then say "Picture me Mommy, picture me." Luckily Uncle Eric was obliging on Sunday. She's a cute little gangster. :)

These are some pictures that our friend Katie took of Evie the night that Mike and I went to a preview of Megamind! But that is for another post. This one is still about Evie and her obsession with things on her hear right now. All things except a winter hat of course. Do they make toddler winter hats that look like Easter baskets?

Drum roll please

It was the Friday before Halloween (great timing Meaghan...). I had just taken the last few diapers out of the pack and put them in the diaper bag. I looked down at the empty diaper wrapper and in that instant decided that I didn't want to buy anymore diapers. They are expensive and I just didn't want to do it anymore. To add to this crazy idea Evelyn had used her little frog potty before. She had started asking to use the potty both in public places and at home. And believe it or not she had been waking up in the morning dry. All indicators that she was ready right?

Well (knock on wood) I am now announcing that my big girl is potty trained!

We haven't had any accidents for a few days. She knows when she has to go and sometimes doesn't even tell us. I leave the light on in the bathroom for her and she'll toddle in there all by herself and the only indicator that she did anything, beyond what I need to dispose of, is the button undone on her pants. She is even sleeping in her panties at night and I am happy to report that there haven't been any accidents there either. She has never had an accident during a nap when she was in her panties.

I couldn't be any prouder of you Sihaya. I love you.

Birthday 1

Here is my little girl on her 2nd birthday. We just did a small celebration with family. Shell and Chase, Grandma Teresa and Grandpa Jim, and Bex were there and Evie opened her presents from Grandma Maureen and Grandpa Brad. She loves the doodle pad and Skippy John Jones is one of her favorite books now. And of course she has some kind of food on her face and some boogers running, who would she be if those weren't there. She made sure Aunt Shellie got some kisses and she took this lovely picture with Aunt Bex. I'm not even sure what is in her mouth. :) It was a good birthday and she was very happy.

All gone

So I'm looking at all these blogs with these little babies that have their pacifiers attached to their shirts like Evie did so long ago. And I realized that I never made that announcement...Evie no longer has binkis.

About two, three months ago when she started daycare that was one of the few things we had to change. None of the germ sharing thank you. And it was surprisingly easy. We just let Evie know that she was a big girl and she didn't need it anymore. We just stopped giving it to her. The first few nights during bed time were tough, but we just reassured her that she was a big girl and it was going to be okay. No more losing the silly thing! Thank you Sihaya for being so amazing.

And we're still here... 2

(Read the post before this first. It was to long with all my paragraph spaces. :)

Do I believe that she has been mean and derogatory towards the staff? Yes, I was a witnedd to it Evelyn and I were in the waiting room (Sihaya was so good and patient, love ya baby) when this lady came out of the back. She demanded a refund for the co-payment she had made for seeing the doctor and began to berate the receptionist for insinuating that the lady has sworn at her.

"So you're saying that I swore? Just said F,F,F,F at you? Well you're a liar, liar, liar!"

Another woman behind the desk then said that she had heard the angry woman swear at the receptionist too. A witness? Then the woman said something that kind of made me angry. "Well, with this Mexican lady sitting up here." The receptionist then insisted that the woman not call her a Mexican. The angry one was on her way out the door at the is point. "Well, you are a Hispanic right? A Mexican?" Then she repeated the word as if it was an insult and she were a little child taunting someone. "Mexican, Mexican..."

I felt bad for the receptionist, the other family in the room, and my Evie for having to see that. I had never seen such blatant racial slurring. I also felt bad for the angry woman. I don't know what life has thrown at her but she certainly made no friends in that office yesterday. I don't know if it was ignorance or just pure anger that made her lash out like that, but her actions will never be forgotten. She can't take it back or change how she behaved. I also feel like she should be ashamed of herself. No person should feel okay making another person feel the way she made the receptionist feel. Plus, she made us sit in that office for two hours! :)

This story has made me reflect on my actions and the hope that I never leave such a nasty after-taste in the mouths of those that I don't necessarily interact with but am around. And that the race of another person should never be a means of attack.

And we're still here...

So, I've been mulling this story over in my head all night. Evelyn went into the doctor yesterday for her 2 year check-up. It went great and Dr. Miles said that if he and his wife had had a girl he would have wanted her to be just like Evelyn. Flattery...will get you somewhere. She was 27 pounds and 2 oz and 32 inches tall. She's in the 50% percentile for both measurements. She eats healthy, talks in 4 or 5 word sentences, and is progressing in potty training. What more could I ask for?

But that isn't the point of my story. We were in the office for 2 hours and didn't even see Dr. Miles for an hour and a half. We got their at 4:30 for our appointment and weren't even in a room till 6. And it wasn't until it was 6 that I finally learned why things were so backed up. The reason? An irate old woman that threw the entire schedule off. She is apparently just a grumpy old lady that has repeatedly been rude to the staff. She has apparently sworn at them as well as being just plain mean. So Dr. Miles wrote her a letter explaining that he could no longer be her doctor because of repeated infractions. She showed up without an appointment demanding to plead her case with the doctor...schedule pushed back 2 hours.

Arkansas Visit Teaser

This picture by no means does justice for the cute little creature that happened to bite me this weekend...

Meet the Kinkajou, a cute, cuddly, nocturnal animal that perchance has teeth strong enough to break skin. On Thursday of last week, my family and I visited a Safari Drive-through zoo. The drive was okay filled with Emu and Zebras and Buffalo, but the real fun part was the petting zoo that we didn't even know was a petting zoo till the attendant suddenly allowed my sisters to walk into the lion and liger cage...amazing. We also walked into my friend's cage (pictured above). Michelle was holding the little darling and it was sucking on my fingers. I have the look of surprise on my face in a video which I will share later. The real part of the story is that how many people can say that they have been bitten by a kinkajou? Heh?

This is a teaser so you will just have to sit on that thought.