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Look What We Did:

We spent this past weekend up in Webster, WI, celebrating Christmas with Mike's family (which was lots of fun, but that's not why we're here today.) Mike's parents live in the woods, and there are lots of hills all around their house, including their driveway...which means it's a great place to go sledding!

Mike's dad spent Saturday morning outside with his snow blower creating paths and sliding "chutes" all over the yard. I don't think I need to tell you how awesome it was!

Eva LOVED "ride-een sled," and she'd do this little "oooh" all the way to the bottom of the hill. At which point she'd demand to go "AGAIN!" The best part was her Grampa Jerry got out his 4-wheeler and towed everyone (5 adults and 5 little girls) back up the hill as we arrived at the bottom. Now, Eva's walking around saying "Be careful. Ride tractor."

If you can ignore my screeches of terror, you may be able to hear little Eva whispering "oooh" in the following video as we're heading down the hill. That's right, Mike and I thoughtfully captured one of Eva's many runs down the driveway especially for you guys (you know, since you couldn't be there and all). Enjoy. (See if you can pinpoint the moment we almost collided with a snowbank. It's tough to pick out.)

Lucky Girl

Eva has THE BEST Uncle Dicky and Auntie Alix...

EVER!

Yes. That is a Radio Flyer. With a bell, people. With a bell.

 

 

Oh, We Had Fun

Christmas Eve, post sugar-fest, about to go to bed so Santa can come:

Our kid has something to say to you...

And it's going to sound like she swears at the end. Don't believe it! She says "sit." "Sit" people! Come on. Grow up.

We're leaving soon to be with Baby Sebastian my whole family for Christmas, and I think I'll take a bit of a Bellyville break while we're gone. Because I'm the boss and I get to make those kinds of decisions.

So Merry Christmas to you all! Enjoy yourselves, eat lots of yummy food, wear a bow on your head, and for goodness' sake—travel safely.

See you next Wednesday! Or Thursday. Or...

You Want Some Cookies?

Ok then...

"See Evie! Evie in there!"

Little Elf

Sembastian

On Friday morning, before we left for the weekend to visit Eva's new cousin, Eva and I were looking at some pictures of Sebastian (said new cousin). I was saying something about how tiny he was when she stopped me, looked me right in the eye and said "Tiny Evie."

Right.

So we won't be talking about the baby anymore then.

For the entire car ride to her grandparents' house, Eva babbled in her happy way about "Grammy's house" and "Grampa's house" and all the things we'd do when we finally, finally got there. She was excited, as usual. And when we did arrive, she made the rounds, saying hi to all her favorite toys at Grammy's house (namely, the stairs), checking the cupboard for marshmallows, and inspecting all the "go-juss" Christmas decorations Grandma and Grandpa had put up.

Basically, she did everything she could to NOT acknowledge the tiny little baby I was snuggling. That's right: Sebastian was in the house when we got there, and Eva barely even glanced in his direction. And let me tell you, she's nuts. Because that kid is CUTE. See?

We couldn't even get her to say his name. She'd repeat everything else we asked her to (she even gave "Good King Wenceslaus" a shot), but she would not say "Sebastian." She'd just look away. It wasn't until Saturday night (a full 24 hours later) that Eva actually became interested in her cousin.

We took her up to watch when Sebastian got his diaper changed. And he cried. And cried. And cried. And, for some reason, that caught Eva's attention. All of a sudden, she couldn't get enough of the kid. She became a girl obsessed. She named herself Keeper of the Pacifier and was forevermore (for the rest of the night) making sure that it was nearby, should Sebastian ever need it.

All of a sudden it was "Sem-bastian" this, "Sem-bastian" that. And-AND! She gave him a kiss! Three times! Here they are, holding hands:

So all is well in New Baby Cousin Land...however, she did remind me twice today that she is Tiny Evie. And I said "Yes, you're my baby. Always."

 

Aww...Aww...Aww.

Widdle baby:

And, of course:

Awww.

 

"Cooking"

Here's Eva whipping up a batch of her specialty: Minty Green Pepper Soup. Mmmm, yummy.

Have a great weekend, everyone! We're off to snuggle the new baby.

A New Obsession

I made the mistake of showing Eva a few Classic Sesame Street clips on the internet, and now whenever she sees me with my laptop, she runs over and asks (shrieks) to watch her favorite clip. Except she doesn't quite know the name of it. She just calls it Ba-Dee-Da-Dee. And I think she'd like to watch it all day long if only her mean Mama would let her.

If you want to see what all the fuss is about, click the Play button below. Oh, and watch for Bob—he's the second guy to come on. Eva's got a crush on him. I think it's the hair.