This morning Grandma Forland asked Evie if she wanted an Egg.  To which Evie replied, “Egg, please.”

Then Abby yelled out, “Eggs and buttered toast! Eggs and buttered toast!”

Evie joined in, “Bustoast! Bustoast!”

Evie will probably kill me for sharing this with the interwebs when she gets older and someone says, “Bustoast,” to her.

Evelyn just climbed up into our recliner, dropper her Winnie the Pooh book off the side on accident and declaired, “Uh, Oh! Poohs, Poohs, Poohs!”

Something about the plural nature of Poohs just amuses me more than it should 🙂

Evelyn’s speech is improving and she’s starting to construct sentences and use phrases in context.  They’re not long sentences, but they’re more communication than single words demanding an immediate need be met (well, at least some of the time).  Therefore I am creating the Evie-ism category for this blog.  I don’t have the first one to post, but just a moment ago I was running after her to tickle her and she yelled, “Away!”  Which I hope is short for run away which her big sister says in the same situation.