Evy's Comment

Stranger: Do you like fruit?
Everett: Yes, I do.
Stranger: What is your favorite fruit?
Everett: Fruit treats!
(gelatin fruit snacks)

Evy's Thought for Today

Today, Evy was admiring the mad cool driving skills that he gives to Doc, Chick-Hicks, and The King. He outlined the skills to me one by one and included showing off the "racing tyrres" that they have.

He is still very bothered by the fact that Chick-Hicks is not a nice car, that he is a mean car. Today I think he was able to start verbalizing his inner dilemma.

"Chick-Hicks is mean to The King. He no good decisions?"

"Yes." I agreed.

"Chick-Hicks is a fast racer and a good turrrner."

"Yes, he is."

"Hhhhmmmm."

Amazing to watch how children start to pick apart the matter and verbalize the grey areas.

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He is now found carrying around his toy screwdriver. He calls it his sword and tucks it into his pants to carry it around everywhere we go. He loves to show it off to " . . . the people. Need show the people, Mommy."

He carries it because heroes like Hercules carry swords.

Evy's Thought for Today

"Mom, here are your keys and your phone!" Evy ran them to me holding them as if they were sacred offerings.

"Thanks, Evy."

"I'm trying to be a hero . . . . like Hercules!"

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After a discussion between Mom and Dad about dinner in the car, Mom turns to Evy, states the plan, and asks,"Doesn't Dad have great ideas?"

Evy emphatically said,"No!"

"What? Who has great ideas then?"

Pointing to himself he said,"Me!"

Follow-up questioning resulted in him explaining that no one else but Evy has great ideas.

Got to love toddler/preschooler ego.

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"Mom, Spiderman doesn't have a nose."

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Mom exited the bathroom and told Everett, after questioning, that she did in fact go poopoo.

"Awesome, Mom! You get a big TREAT now!"

(Let me tell you it does a body good when someone cheers for you even if it is only because you went to the bathroom.)
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Erik hurt his back a couple of weeks ago. Old age, mowing, and moving suddenly. We didn't talk about it too much but it was clear Erik has been in pain.

On Friday, when Erik got home from work, Evy asked,"Dad, your back hurrrting you?" He was checking in to see if he could help dad.

What a sweetie!

Evy's Thoughts Inspired By Potty Training

While we were potty training Everett, he would say things like this in the most serious manner:

Mommy, I go poop in the potty. It makes Mommy happy. It makes makes Merritt happy. It makes everyone happy. It helps people. I help people.

(pause for more introspection)

Mommy helps people. Daddy helps people. John helps people, too.

(runs off to be a tiger with sharp claws and lots of growls)

John is the name of the maintenance man from our old apartment. We. saw. him. a. lot. Everett loved helping John. John was great and would ask Everett to help by holding a little flashlight. When Evy realized that our home was not at the apartments anymore as we drove home during our first week in the house, he said from the backseat of the car, "I miss John." John is a good guy.

Conversations with Evy

Merritt was fussing in the living room. It took me a minute or two (or three) to make it in there. Upon arrival, I saw that Everett had pulled some baby toys and was trying to entertain Merritt, with some degree of success.

Mom: Evy! You are such a nice brother to try and help Merritt.
Evy: Of course I am.
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When Dad is out of town, I give the food choice to Everett hoping he chooses something like hamburger.

Mom: What do you want for lunch?
Evy: Pbutter samich.
Mom: Really, would you like a hamburger?
Evy: No, pbutter samich.

Later that day, I try again (anything for an excuse to get out of the house and have someone else make food).

Mom: What do you want for dinner?
Evy: Pbutter samich.
Mom: Really, would you like pizza or noodles?
Evy: No, pbutter samich.

Though, sometimes he will go for pizza.
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Everett and I have talked about how it is better to use a nice voice, especially when talking with Merritt. Today, I was a bit short with him because we were late going out house hunting (blast the process of buying a house). He was doing the Toddler Dawdle and after repeating myself several times--

Mom: Evy, GET in the carseat right now! (said firmly with emphasis on GET)
Evy: No, talk nice Mommy.

hhhmmmmm. okay, maybe that is justified.

Mom: Evy, I need you to listen to me the first time I tell you something (horror, I think MY parents told me this). We are late getting to the house. I need you to get in the car right now. When you do things when I ask them, then I think you are listening. When you don't do them, I feel like I have to talk louder.
Evy: Okay, I get in car.
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When Evy goes down for a nap, he wants to know what is going on while he is stuck in bed. He goes through this almost every time.

Evy: Merritt nap?
Mom: Yes, Merritt is going to take a nap.
Evy: Mommy nap?
Mom: No, Mom needs to work (why I talk about myself in third person sometimes, still, is beyond me).
Evy: Mommy work?
Mom: Yes, I'll be doing work.
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Sometimes, I like to lay down on the couch when we are watching a show. This is what Evy does:

Evy: Mommy tired?
Mom: (depends) Yes, I am a little tired.
Evy: Mommy little tired. Mommy hedake?
Mom: No, I don't have a headache. (he asks this because he knows that when Dad gets a headache it is a serious owie.)
Evy: Mommy sick?
Mom: No, I just want to lay down.
Evy: Okay.

He then runs to get one of his blankets. If I am sick or have an owie, he'll bring two of his blankets. Then he lays the blanket over me and says, "Okay, Mommy." Then sits right down to finish watching the show.
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Merritt and Everett love playing with one another (though Everett hates it when Merritt takes his stuff). Whenever Everett makes Merritt laugh, he'll come get me.

Evy: Mom, make Merritt laugh! [insert excited laugh from Evy] See?

He then runs and does whatever antic they were up to at the time. It is so cute to see him walk around so proud that he made his brother happy.

Evy Speaks

Who else will think you are a hero for making a peanut butter and jelly sandwich?

Mom: Evy, your sandwich is ready.
Evy: Pbutter samich! WHOO--HOOOO!

In that instance and for that moment, I know I ROCK!