Evy Loves Jeans?

For the past three years I have not been able to get Evy to wear jeans. If she sees me pull them out she starts crying. Therefore, I've given up. I don't even buy jeans anymore. You can imagine my surprise when Evy informed me yesterday morning that she wanted to wear jeans. I said, "Honey, you don't like jeans. Why do you want to wear them today?" Evy replied, "I didn't like them when I was a baby. But I'm a big girl and I love them." So, I got out the 2T pair of jeans that are two inches too short for her and went along with it. I'm guessing she has been influenced by someone at daycare. But this explains why I simply cannot keep up with "toddler schizophrenia"!

Easter

I made this very easy Easter Bunny cake. Find the recipe here.


Scott's sister hosted a delicious brunch! Evy loved playing with her cousins.


1st Attempt: Evy not looking


2nd Attempt: Evy and Charlie not looking


3rd Attempt: Evy not looking

Dying (or coloring) Eggs

Emily to Evy: "I'm going to take some pictures of you dying."

Evy: "Dying? What?"

Scott to Emily: "Maybe you should say coloring instead of dying."

Don't worry, no one was harmed during the making of these eggs.

The King

Evy named her male lion "The King." Yes, I just said male lion. Evy calls female lions lionesses. It would be way too easy and boring just to call them all lions. Anyway...The King sleeps in this same place every night because it is his job to watch for monsters and pirates while Evy sleeps.

The Girl Who Cried Ear Infection

Yesterday, after nap, Evy complained that her ear hurt. In her dramatic fashion, she asked for an ice pack. I figured she slept on it wrong. Fast forward to dinner time. I was restating the rule that Evy must feed herself (as opposed to us feeding her because she dinks around the entire mealtime). She burst in to tears at that moment saying her ear hurt. I assumed she was diverting attention from her scolding by saying something hurts. She was pretty convincing so we scheduled an appointment with our pediatrician for that night. She then started crying that her ear DID NOT hurt and she didn't want to go to the doctor. We didn't really want to drive 30 minutes one-way to the evening clinic to spend 45 minutes sitting in the waiting room so we canceled the doctor's appointment. Fast forward to midnight. Evy woke up crying with ear pain. After an 8:30 appointment this morning it was confirmed that she, in fact, has an ear infection.

On The Bunny Trail

Our 3rd annual trip to the Easter egg hunt at Papa Jake's and Grandma Joan's.


Charlie playing with the "Cookie Counter" circa 1985.


Hot dogs over the fire! Followed by smores over the fire. Yum Yum! Evy doesn't like her smore in a sandwich. She likes the marshmallow roasted but eats it separate from the chocolate, hold the graham cracker.


No smore for this baby. She was happy as usual and made a new friend on this trip--Winnie the Pooh.


Pancakes and sausage for breakfast. Eating off the same plate that mommy did in the 80s!


Evy won't go near Herky, Santa or the Chick-Fil-A cow but she loves the Easter Bunny!


Lots of pink in this photo!


Go, Evy!


Take a look at the eggs in the bottom of her basket. At first she was only picking up the pink eggs until I told her she should get all colors. Silly girl.

Water Park!

On Saturday, we met my brother's family and my parents in Utica, IL at The Grand Bear Resort. It was a child's dream and something that parents suffer through because it makes their kids happy!


[Evy went down this slide about 200 times.]


[Evy and Jacob wanted to sleep together in grandma's and papa's room. We didn't argue. It took Grandma about an hour to get them to sleep but then they made it all night!]


[The three oldest cousins. All looking at the camera. A small miracle!]


[The "resort" was so big there was a train to take us around.]


[Not a great photo, but almost everyone is present so that counts for something. Thanks for taking the photo Papa!]