Evan: “I want eat dis.” Dad: “Cherry tomatoes? Why don’t I make you a sandwich first?” Evan: “No sammich. Mayters.” Dad: “I was saving those for dinner. Wouldn’t you like some peanut butter & jelly?” Evan: “I want eat mayters!” Dad: “Alright. I’ll make you a salad with tomatoes.” Evan: “Noooo. Just mayters.” Dad: “I’ll […]
Well, Evan does have total control of when and where he does it. He just won’t do it where it should be done. Instead, he runs out front and decorates a tree and dances back in the house bragging about his accomplishment. I give this routine about 24 hours before one of the neighbors asks […]
The plague is slowly working its’ way through our house. Sarah was the first to spike the fever that never ends and sleep like Rip Van Winkle. The only sign remaining that she was sick is her hacking cough and crotchety disposition. Now it’s Evan’s turn. His fever peaks in the wee hours of the […]
While I was making the weekly drive to bring Tommy home from LMU for the weekend, Doug stayed home to work and watch Evan. One of the many disasters I came home to find was the ruins of an epic battle involving small plastic army men and a wooden train. As I was tossing the […]
The real reason the youngest is the toughest – pink hats.
We are still failing all efforts to potty train Evan. Every single person in the family is participating in the encouragement and every single person is participating in the hazmat cleanup. How is it that this little person can’t make it to the bathroom, but CAN make it to the play kitchen sink? Repeatedly. Why […]