Evie is getting so big now its unbelievable.  She’s doing things with more sophisication and she’s trying really hard to speak clearly about larger concepts like this:

“I’m getting so tall, just like sissy.”

It makes my daddy heart beat with a little bit more sorrow to think that they’re growing up, but with pride because they’re so amazing.  Evie is pretty well potty trained, she’s reaching things that were out of reach before (which is a blessing and a curse, I suppose), and she’s still little enough to snuggle us.  She’s getting so tall like her sister, and I’m loving every minute of it, even the tough parts.