oh gosh it's so fun.
but here's the thing that changes.
little baby sweet sweet evelyn doesn't sleep all day anymore. little baby sweet sweet evelyn does SO much more now than ever. you can't keep up. there are 86,400 moments in every day and i just don't have the memory card in my camera to keep up with her preciousness.
and even if i did, it wouldn't matter. she takes self-portraits now!
you think i'm kidding? i'm not! i don't even have to take pictures of her anymore! where is the time going what is happening here?!
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ah she used to be so helpless and needy but now she only needs me to open up the bag of mega-blocks so she can do her thing. she puts them together. i'm not kidding. at a loss for words.
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i don't have a picture of it but i'm pretty much behind the camera with a sad "my baby has outgrown me already" look on my face. just last week she needed me to put a tower together for her knocking-down pleasure. just last week. sigh.
no wait i do have a shot of it.
here's me really hoping she can't get that next block to connect..
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oh little baby sweet sweet evelyn where have you gone?
in direct contrast to the amount of information evelyn is generating are the amount of blog posts. there was a holiday recently. called Christmas. heard of it? yeah, it's usually quite well documented by keepers-of-blog-diary-of-my-child type folks. missed the boat on that one. (we'll get one up, mom, i promise. if you don't see a Christmas blog by July you just let me know and i'll look into it personally.)
she's doing, what the experts would call, "developing". we have a relationship now. there are peaks and ...i can't say valleys, more like... peaks and higher peaks, and we understand each other and cuddle when needed and make each other laugh and communicate clearly (ok not clearly but it's all relative) and basically just spend oodles of time together ....because she only takes one nap now and wow that means a lot of one-on-one.
i wouldn't have it any other way.
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grab a glass of wine and be sure you're sitting down for this. today, little baby sweet sweet evelyn took one step closer to taking the keys to the family car.
found the right key (with open mouth for full concentration)
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insert key
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shriek in delight
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(i only hope she doesn't shriek in delight upon starting a car engine you'll probably want to take it down a notch by then baby girl.)
this progress is amazing. at this unbelievable rate there are days i am not sure she is mine.
but she is i know.
she roots for all the right teams
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and she is not soooo bright sometimes. she's in her parrot mode and will try and mimic anything you do, so when i coughed, no lie:
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she thinks a box is the greatest:
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she, like her daddy, clearly has depth perception shortcomings:
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ok i love her.
she says "good girl" to barley and according to this photo even has a secret language with her (which should not be at all surprising, it would go something like this "enemy: daddy. reconnaissance data: goldfish. destination: ground. target:17 total fish")
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she goes swimming with her cousins and she also loves her ladybug pillow and feeds her baby cabbage patch kid regular meals. those are all blog entries to be made. we'll try, we'll try and get them posted. i just feel lucky i get to live the blog of little baby sweet sweet evelyn, and i don't have to miss a thing.
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