Evelyn's public service announcement

If I can do it, you have no excuse!

You've got to see it to believe it

Be prepared to be as surprised as I was:



I took this video last Saturday morning during our usual morning routine of hanging out, listening to music (reviving the 80s with a little New Order), and getting breakfast ready. Evelyn shocked her Papa by climbing into her Svan high chair a couple of mornings before. He quickly called me in for a repeat performance, and I in turn quickly called my Mom in to share the exciting news. "Oh that?" she chuckled, "She's been doing that for days!"

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Apart from witnessing this amazing feat, you also get a glimpse of the temper this girl has sometimes and usage of her favorite word of all time, "uh oh," which, like the Eskimos with snow, has a multitude of meanings depending on the context. More on that some other time...

Daddy's little helper

Quiz time. Is it:

A. A nice cold case of Sierra Nevada beer
B. Evelyn
C. All of the above

For both Papa and Evelyn, a very happy occasion in our household is the arrival of a new case of beer. The two of them are like a well oiled machine when it comes to unloading a case of beer in the fridge. I usually don't get to witness this but according to John, she's mellowed out since her early beer unpacking days.

Daddy's little helper, or daddy's little enabler?

Hugs and kisses

I mentioned that Evelyn learned how to hug and kiss while were in Massachusetts. There's nothing lovelier than seeing her pucker up and lean in... except maybe seeing her do that with Rhea instead of slapping at her head as predictably as the tide coming in an out.

Here's one of my favorite videos of all time of the girls, taken by Tio Scotty during his visit this past weekend.

The More Monster

(here's the next installment of the much promised but as yet undelivered recounting of our time in Massachusetts...)

Evelyn has been using a handful of signs for a few months now - namely, the signs for "more," "hungry," "no more," "full," and waving "hi" and "bye." Considering how much the girl likes to eat, it's not a shock that "more" is her most used and favorite sign. When I ask her if she's hungry, she puts her bunched up right fingers to her mouth, her sign for "hungry." From there on out, it's More More More (touching her bunched fingers to each other, sometimes with such vigor I swear she's just adding exclamation points, as in "More. More. More!! MORE!!!! Who knew signing could be so loud?).

Maybe she was indulging over the holidays like the rest of us, but she seemed to be eating even more than usual while we were in MA. Everyone marveled at how much she can eat. One morning, Evelyn had a whole banana, some grapes, some apple, an egg, her portion of oatmeal and some of Rhea's, and some toast. She would have kept going if I didn't decide at that point that she'd had enough and was in no danger of starving.

Another morning at Grandpa's house, John and I sat on either side of Evelyn in her high chair; John with a bowl of oatmeal and raisins, I with a plate of fried egg. Evelyn turned to her left to sign "more" to Papa, then promptly swung to her right to sign "more" to Mama. She was like a little More Maestro, orchestrating her symphony of breakfast delights from her podium.

We're now in the stage where she wants to eat whatever we're eating more than what she's eating, particularly if we're eating anything with bread. So it begins. She might be happily eating her meal but once she catches sight of bread, there's no stopping the relentless "more" signing, which, if ignored, is followed by whining and crying until she gets that bread. Luckily though, when the bread is gone, she readily accepts it when we say there's no more and happily goes back to her meal.

(We think she has even learned to say "bread," as she almost clearly said it one morning at Nana's house while frantically pointing and reaching for the bread on the counter.)

She did the "more" sign so much that I think Rhea learned it by the end of the 2 weeks just by watching her. Meanwhile, Evelyn picked up a new sign while we were there -- the sign for "Thank you." It only took a couple of days of modeling it for her to get it, so then I wondered what other signs I could teach her. Since we got home, we've taught her how to sign "please," and just in time, because the incessant whining and begging turning into crying is not such a pleasant way to be told that she wants something right now.

(Here are some pictures of Evelyn at Aunt Taryn's and Uncle Chris' house on Christmas Day. After a few persistent tries at putting her tray on her portable high chair, she resigned to waiting patiently for us to get started with Christmas dinner.)

Back East and back home again

We got home last week from a 2-week trip back East to visit with family and friends for the holidays. It was our first big trip with Evelyn anywhere aside from a couple of nights in Mendocino, and her first plane ride. While we prepared for the trip with much trepidation over how she would fly, eat, and sleep, we soon discovered that our fears were totally unfounded. She flew cheerfully (if not a little restlessly at times), ate like she knew it was the holidays, and slept like a dream.



I have lots to write about, and over 600 pictures and videos to go through (only a third of the way through!), so the next few postings will hopefully recap some of the highlights of our trip. In a nutshell though, I think this trip was really good for us. We were so nervous about traveling with Evelyn, but sometimes (usually, actually) it takes getting outside of your comfort zone and routines to learn about yourself. And we learned quite a lot about Evelyn and ourselves that turned out to be really liberating in many ways. For instance, it turns out Evelyn can sleep just about anywhere, and through quite a lot more noise than we thought possible! Now there's no excuse not to go on weekends away every once in a while.

Evelyn seemed to grow in leaps and bounds in just the 2 weeks we were away, developmentally and socially. Much more on that later, but to sum it up, she's replaced most of her swatting and slapping at other kids' heads with hugs and kisses (really!) and her language skills seem to have blossomed. I'm sure all of the extra stimulation, new surroundings, being constantly surrounded by many different and new people, and especially being around her Mama and Papa all the time really did wonders for her. It makes me so sad that now we're back in our normal routine of working full time and seeing Evelyn only in the mornings, evenings before her bedtime, and weekends. And it makes me even more sad that Evelyn doesn't get to experience that kind of social interaction more often.

A funny thing happened on the way home from a playdate...

Today, Evelyn decided she didn't need to nap. At all. She probably sensed that I had plans for a playdate in the afternoon and initiated her standard plan-thwarting algorithms.

So I logged off work around 3pm and off we went to Sonia and Greyson's place (who are now just blocks away!), flying in the face of danger. Ironically, Greyson was taking a marathon nap almost the entire time we were there, but Evelyn had a great time exploring and creating chaos everywhere she went while Sonia and I chatted. She was slightly loopy here and there, but not too bad considering she hadn't napped all day long.

We got home around 5:45pm and while I was heating up her dinner on the stove, I sat with her in my lap on the kitchen stool, listening to the iPod (which, as you may remember from a previous posting, seems to be a very soporific setting for her, so I shouldn't have been surprised at what happened next...).

She fell asleep! And I'm talking dead-to-the-world, mark-up-her-face-with-a-Sharpie-and-take-compromising-pictures-of-her asleep.

And take pictures I did! What can I say, I'm opportunistic. Well, what I was really trying to do was wake her up so she could eat some dinner before going to bed. The pictures are an added bonus.

First I tried putting her in her high chair, which didn't quite work as I thought it would.



Then I tried changing her diaper and getting her into her PJs, half hoping that she might wake, and half resigned to the fact that I should just put her in bed.



(Incidentally, check out her eczema-free legs -- woo hoo!)



Needless to say, she's in her crib now, having eaten a good lunch around 1pm, some fruit at Sonia's, and that's it! We'll see what the night brings...