Evelyn is a very big girl.
She climbs and crawls and creeps, and walking seems so close I can't figure out why she's not doing it yet. She's very strong and very skilled. She cracks herself up playing peekaboo any time she can get her hands on anything that can be used to cover her face. She has three food groups: pureed stuff she's supposed to be done with, choking hazards, and bread. Yesterday we found out she likes cucumbers. She usually only nurses 3 or 4 times a day.
She sleeps through the night. I'll stop mentioning it when it stops thrilling my soul like the song of a thousand angels. Thank you in advance for letting me say this forever.
Big changes over here! The changes are pretty gradual, though, so I'm having a hard time thinking of specific things. She's really interested in dogs and ducks. She likes touching things, especially if she's already holding something in her hand (patting utility poles with keys, for example). She waves at the trolley so much that a conductor waited for us to pass a stop this weekend, so she could open the doors and ask Evelyn's name. She flails and grins and yells so much every time that one passes by that she must be making some kind of impression.
She'll leave sunglasses on her face (sometimes). She'll leave bows in her hair (sometimes). She's a pretty happy girl (sometimes).
She's silly and fun and sweet and we love her a lot.