Guacamole Anyone?

Daddy captured a prime moment, and it is worth sharing!
I cannot believe that my little girl is a year and a half. Time just goes by so quickly. Evelyn is showing signs of entering her "terrible twos" and gets pretty frustrated so easily. We are working hard at getting Evie to "use her words" and not giving her something that she's broken down and cried over unless she has stopped crying.

Daycare tells us that she really enjoys cleanup time there... I wish she would do that at home!

Oh what a night!

Evelyn is in rare form this evening. Today, she got to spend the day at work with Mommy. This was grand fun. She got to entertain Mommy's boss for about 30 minutes towards the end of the day to let Mommy get some lose ends tied up. Then, on the way home we stopped to pick up Mackenzie, one of Zoey's canine pals. And oh, boy, another dog!!!!

Since Evie spent the day at work, she only napped for about a total of an hour and a half as opposed to the three hours she gets on the average day. She has lost all control of the volume of her voice. She also spent time running laps up and down the long hallway in our house (from the front door to the kitchen drawers) pushing a laundry basket, stopping at her drawer, selecting an item to go up and down the hallway again, "singing." (Top of her voice, random syllables at various tones.)

I just know that she's going to crash and sleep, sleep my pretties, tonight!

I know, I know...

...it has been way too long since I posted. Monday marks 15 months of life for our sweet girl. I never imagined how much joy my little one would bring to my life.

We've been to the Zoo a couple of times (thanks Aunties for the birthday present) and to her everything is a dog. She can't say dog yet, but she knows sign language for dog and pants to indicate dog. Soo sweet. She was totally amazed by the tiger and the fish.

More recently, she gave us a huge scare when she spiked a temperature of 106.7 on the temporal artery thermometer and 104.9 on the rectal. I don't think I've ever traveled faster on I70 than last Sunday as Justin hurried us to Children's ER.

It turns out that she had a urinary tract infection. Don't worry, she's on the mend and was almost 100% herself again yesterday. Luckily this week our sitter was on vacation and Daddy had already planed on staycation with his little girl.

Spaghetti anyone?

FINALLY!!!!

Evelyn has finally mustered up a mmmmmmmmmmama! Such music to my ears! I'm not totally sure that she knows that I'm "mama" but she's been able to repeat it a few times, especially when I'm changing her.

Right now she's been fighting a nap for about an hour, and you would think I should go get her, but she only makes one or two fusses every 5 to 15 minutes. It might be that "the guys" are here for D&D and making enough noise to be disturbing, she could be working on a top tooth, or she may be getting sick. (I'm really hoping that she's not getting sick, but that's how she is acting.) I went up and found a poopy diaper (#3 today, so far!!!) changed her, and laid her back down. It has been silent now for 15 minutes, so I'm hoping sleep has found her.

Happy Thanks-teething!

Wow, it has been a weekend full of discoveries for our little Evie! She continues to work her vocal cords trying new sounds, the most recent a squeal that sounds like choking over a baby monitor--that sent me flying up the stairs yesterday.

Evie's Grandmother Troyer (aka "Grand") came for a visit to join the Crabb side of the family for a Thanksgiving feast on Thursday at Momea and Bapa's house (grandma and grandpa Crabb.) Shortly after the meal Justin reached into Evie's mouth to find teeth. Yes, you read that right, teeth. Not tooth, teeth. Both of her bottom center incisors have breached the surface of her gums.

Her legs are stronger and stronger and we think that she may skip the crawling stage all together, but she's decided that tummy time is not all that bad after all. She's learned to maneuver her way around some while face down.

Another stride taken this weekend is that she has learned that you can put those "puffs" things in your mouth and they actually taste pretty good. That's a good step towards self feeding.

Now we just need to get her sleep schedule back on track so that Mommy doesn't do crazy things with her hair in the early, early mornings...

Dadadadada

Alas, yes, she says "Dada" now. Nope, no "Mama." I'm sure she does not yet relate "Dada" to Justin, but it IS kind of amusing to hear her wake up at 3 a.m. and say "Dadadadada." The perfect excuse for an elbow, "Honey, she wants you." Even if she doesn't know that "Mama" is me, I still want to hear it. I know it will happen eventually and I already feel like she is growing up too fast. Saturday will be 8 months!!! Yikes.

Socks are now a favorite toy. First there is the accomplishment of actually getting it off your foot without falling over backwards, then you get to chew on it and make it all soggy.

Happy Times

As Evie coasts into 7 months with us, we're having so much fun. We started Evie at a private day care provider and have had a scare there already, luckily everything is fine, fine, fine. This scare came on the second day that we had Evie at the new sitter's house and arrive to pick her up to find a police car idling in front of the house. Nothing will stop a mother's heart like that, except maybe an ambulance, which I haven't experienced yet and hopefully never will. Apparently one of the sitter's young children dialed 911 and hung up. (Of course none of the kids fessed up to this activity.) That same day was the first time Evie reached out her arms wanting me to hold her. What a way to melt my heart. (Unfortunately Daddy was holding her at the time, so it maybe made him feel not so warm and fuzzy.)

I also wanted to share this picture of Evie wearing just one sock. On her ear. Let me explain. She woke up at 5:30 that Saturday. And when I say "woke up" she was UP. After her morning bottle, I was hoping she would snooze a bit more (that was just about 6 a.m.) So we got up (let Daddy sleep) and played with balls and cups. Mommy was very tired and was being silly putting Evie's socks on her ears. She seemed to not mind, so I grabbed the camera.