"Bedtime" - Loose Translation

Me and Evelyn were having a very fun night tonight with Justin gone--watched a movie and read a lot of books and talked and cuddled. Sooo much fun! I was almost sorry to say goodnight... and apparently, so was Evelyn.

I was on the phone about 10 min. after I put her down when she waltzed back into the room. "Evie," I whispered. "Why aren't you sleeping?"

"I do potty," she replied.

"OK, go potty."

Objective accomplished, hands washed, cheering completed, I walked her back to her room and tucked her in again.

Ten minutes later...

Evie sauntered in the living room for the second time, "What noise dat?"

"That was the breadmaker. Mommy's making bread for tomorrow."

"Tonite?"

"No, tomorrow. Evie let's go to bed, OK?"

Calmly, sweetly, serenely: "No... I fine." Thank you for asking.

Trying not to smile, "No, Honey. I mean, we're going to bed now, OK?"

I carried her to her room and tucked her in a second time. As I left the room, she started to wail, which lasted about 10 seconds until she finally fell asleep.

I'm beginning to see glimpses of what my mom went through... :)

Monkey Chant

Evie, as many of you well know, sings. She sings and sings and sings. She also chants. Here is one of her more well-known chants, recited in the bathtub this evening:

Five a-munties jump-in ona bed,
One fall off an' bunt his he-ad!
Momma calla docker, a-docker said:
(low voice) "no mo-wa munties ona bed!"


p.s. AJ is well. :)

Love Yer Butts!

The following comes from a dialogue with Evelyn at bedtime tonight.

Katie: "Say goodnight to Daddy, Evie."
E: "A-night, Daddy!"
K: "Say, 'Love your guts'!"
E: "Love yer butts!!"

I've decided I'm going to start following her around with a pencil and paper. More to come... :)

Wicked!

Wicked! came to Denver and we saw it with some fabulous friends last week! I decided you can't just say it, you have to sing it, like, "WiiiCKeed! (bum) WiiiCKeed! (bum) WiiiiiiCKeeeeeeeed!!!!"
I know you're jealous!