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Wednesday.
Apr. 16th, 2008 11:29 pmI called my mom to tell her that I was sending Evelyn to live with her tonight. Behold, a conversation that we had this evening:
K (to Evelyn): Do you love Mommy best?
E: *solemnly shaking head nononono*
M (to Evelyn): Do you love Daddy best?
E: *solemnly shaking head nononono*
K (to Evelyn): Do you love Granny best?
E: heh, heh, heh
Brat. See if Granny will be here in the middle of the night for her when she wakes up!
In deference to the lovely weather, we interrupted our meal tonight to cart a table, two chairs and the highchair, plus our food, out to the back porch. Evelyn was ENTHRALLED by being outside. It was really very nice, except all we could talk about was everything that was wrong with the yard because that's what we were looking at. Kind of a downer. :) Oh, the money we could spend. The money we SHOULD spend! The yard is funny. On one hand, it's near the bottom of our list of financial priorities relating to the house. On the other hand, more time is spent fretting and working on it than anything else.
When I talk to real-life people who read this journal, they tend to tell me to post more pictures. I always feel like I am being obnoxious for posting so many pictures. ;) Yes, yes, my baby is cute and I should move on. But yet...
and
!!
My two new favorites. Guess what she's doing in the second one? It is mid-afternoon. She has crawled over to the window, pulled herself up, and she is standing there, waving, and yelling for Da-da. When he comes home from work, her whole body wiggles from excitement. It is so hard for me to believe that I love that about her even more than I love how much she loves me. (Helps that she is "done" with Daddy shortly thereafter and wants Mama back... frustrating, but good for the ego.)
K (to Evelyn): Do you love Mommy best?
E: *solemnly shaking head nononono*
M (to Evelyn): Do you love Daddy best?
E: *solemnly shaking head nononono*
K (to Evelyn): Do you love Granny best?
E: heh, heh, heh
Brat. See if Granny will be here in the middle of the night for her when she wakes up!
In deference to the lovely weather, we interrupted our meal tonight to cart a table, two chairs and the highchair, plus our food, out to the back porch. Evelyn was ENTHRALLED by being outside. It was really very nice, except all we could talk about was everything that was wrong with the yard because that's what we were looking at. Kind of a downer. :) Oh, the money we could spend. The money we SHOULD spend! The yard is funny. On one hand, it's near the bottom of our list of financial priorities relating to the house. On the other hand, more time is spent fretting and working on it than anything else.
When I talk to real-life people who read this journal, they tend to tell me to post more pictures. I always feel like I am being obnoxious for posting so many pictures. ;) Yes, yes, my baby is cute and I should move on. But yet...
and
!!
My two new favorites. Guess what she's doing in the second one? It is mid-afternoon. She has crawled over to the window, pulled herself up, and she is standing there, waving, and yelling for Da-da. When he comes home from work, her whole body wiggles from excitement. It is so hard for me to believe that I love that about her even more than I love how much she loves me. (Helps that she is "done" with Daddy shortly thereafter and wants Mama back... frustrating, but good for the ego.)
