This last Sunday on our drive home from Indiana Evie said something hilarious: “You’re welcome your royal highnesty!”  Highnesty, its a great combo word and I wish I could think of a practical place to use it :)

Evie came blazing into our room in all of her two year old amazingness. Without pants on. When asked where her pants were she simply replied, “My legs are not cold.” Surely not with all of the blazing going on.

Evie’s description of snow: It’ milk!

My sister is pregnant, which is a highly exciting part of life for uncles, aunts and cousins-to-be.  Because she’s so early in her pregnancy they don’t know what gender the baby will be and so my sister and brother-in-law have taken to calling the baby ‘Paco’ while they wait on the gender and then can call the baby several names that they have longer term attachment to [by several I mean they have names picked out, but it depends on the gender.  Get it?].

Yesterday morning Evie walked up to Jessica, lifted
up her shirt, pointed to her tummy and said, “I have a Paco, too!”

Lord, I pray Evie does not have a Paco, too.  Not just yet, at least.

Last night as soon as we got into our car after having a wonderful evening with my family we smelled a ‘smell.’

“Who tooted?,” I asked.

Without skipping a beat Evie said, “You.”

It wasn’t me I swear.

The other funny thing

Evie is symmetry girl.  If you tickle one foot you must also tickle the other.  If you touch one hand she’ll want you to touch the other.  If you kiss one cheek, then the other must be kissed.  Its actually pretty good because I figure that means we get to participate in double the affection.