A girl friend of mine, while we were playing at the pool, once looked at me and said while looking at Evan, "Teresa, he is just so damn cute." I replied with a "yes, Heavenly Father knew what he was doing, because if he wasn't so cute, he'd be in a lot more trouble.
Evan is my mimic. He speaks relatively well because he practices so much. He only stops talking to sleep and ends up repeating what everyone else says. Most of the time it is cute. The only times it is challenging is when we are in the car and he says, Mom ... Mom ... Mom ... Mom ... (without stopping, regardless of my reply for 10 minutes).
Because he has always been a great orator, we have had some trouble when his lips and mouth aren't up to the task of enunciating the words his minds wishes to speak ... words such as "Truck" and "Flag" have presented particular embarrassing moments.
Evan is definitely the life of the party. He loves to laugh and joke and tries to get everyone else to join in as well. At dinner time especially, he will say something that he thinks is particularly funny and start laughing so raucously, until everyone else starts laughing as well.
He is also Mr. Mischief. One of my favorite memories of Evan was when he was 11months and still very new to walking. Nick was playing with toys on the bottom stair, using it as a table of sorts for his battle. Nick was completely enthralled in play and oblivious to Evan's quiet advance. He took advantage of an opportune moment, when Nick turned the opposite direction, to steal one of the toys Nick was using. The second his chubby little fist closed around the toy, he turned 180 degress with an enormous grin on his face and started running away as fast as his little legs could carry him from Nick. Which wasn't very far, as he fell three steps later and Nick was able to forcefully dislodge the stolen item from Evy's hand. I could see in his eyes that he knew full well what he was doing and had purposefully taken his brother's toy with the sole purpose of annoyance. It was then, that I realized what I was in for ...
Even with his penchant for forcing conflict, he is a very sweet boy and loves his Mom. He is still at the point, when he injurs himself, that a kiss seems to make everything completely better. Throughout the day, he is constantly running to me crying and stops the second, the kiss seems to sink in. I love this and don't let one opportunity pass to give him kisses.
Evan is so smart. Part of being a mimic, he has learned some things much faster than the other boys. He knows how to count. Likes to sing the ABC and other songs ... especially "itsy-bitsy-spider".
He loves to play in a group, but thankfully, he is also very content to play alone.
One of the cutest things he has started say is "My Boys". We refer to Tyson & Nick regullarly as "The Boys". "It's time to pick up 'The Boys' from school." "Take it to 'The Boys' room" ... etc. Well, Evan has taken it a step further and often asks, "Where are 'My Boys'?" "Let's get 'My Boys". I love it. It just warms my heart to hear how much he loves them and wants to be with them.
No comments:
Post a Comment