Repeat Bump

As if it wasn't bad enough the first time, on Wednesday Evan fell while playing with the neighbors and hit his head in the EXACT same spot causing the already big bump to swell even bigger. His giant goose egg is horrible. I was actually stopped by a stranger inquiring about his head. Yikes. At least I have witnesses to both events because it does sound super hokey. We better be praying for extra protection for this little guy.

Cute Little Fella

Today I ran up to Haley's school to put a snack in her backpack and put a little sunscreen on her before P.E. (she has been coming home sunburned and teachers are not allowed to help put on sunscreen.). Haley was at recess so Evan and I met her outside.

A little girl ran up...that we didn't know and said, "Excuse me. You have one cute little fella!" Evan was being super shy and wouldn't even look at her. But, it was so sweet.

And, of course as the day would go, he isn't such a cute little fella anymore. He took a huge fall onto the sidewalk last night when running around in the front yard leaving a gigantic goose egg on his forehead. Poor guy.

Oh how things change in an instant.

Funny Evan

Now that Haley is at school Evan is making up for all the space Haley took up talking by chatting more himself. My favorite comment from the last couple of days was about something we saw on our way to school. We live near Hooters Restaurant and they have a giant owl outside. I asked Evan if he saw the owl and he answered, "Oh yes, Bebe and Papa take me there!" Oh really Bebe and Papa....they keep insisting he is confusing it with another restaurant:)

His favorite saying is, "li'l bit".

"Evan do you want a drink?"
"li'l bit please."

He talks non stop now in the car without sister and is on a path to drive his daddy a little crazy. I guess we are making up for lost time. I am loving my time with my blond boy and look forward to our adventures together.

Evan at School

This was Evan's first week at preschool and boy was it a busy week. Evan had a great first day. He was happy to leave us and even took a nap with his class. However, he started mentioning something about a kid making bad choices. So I asked what bad choices. Evan said, "A boy ate my arm." I asked him if that meant a kid bit him and he said yes. Great. First day and we had a biter. The truth is, I was just thankful he wasn't the one doing the biting. Jed and I agreed that we just need to keep praying that when provoked, Evan wouldn't bite back. Oh, the things that happen at school.

This morning Evan kept insisting that he did not want to go to "shool". It was super hard to leave him crying but he was precious when I picked him up. He wanted me to stay and read a Dora book in the classroom. Precious. No bites and no naps today. We take what we can get.

Haley's teacher said that Haley mentioned numerous times throughout the day that it was Evan's first day of school and that she hoped it went well. They are missing each other and it is precious to see them excited about the other one. Sweet.

Evan turns 3

3 years old

2 1/2 years

2 years

20 months

11 months

2 months

August 29, 2007

Evan, Evan, Evan. What a crazy, fun guy you are! We are so thankful God brought you into our lives and turned our world upside down. It has been 3 exciting years with you as a son. The first three weeks after you were born you barely made a peep. You slept like a rock and were quiet as a mouse. Then you woke up and I haven't stopped moving since. Now you are a whopping 26 pounds and 36 inches tall.

Over the years you have been called, "e" a name you gave yourself, "iggy" because you were the unpredictable enigma and "the evster" by your sister. You are often a mystery, we never quite know what you are thinking or what you will be up to next.

But what we do know is that you are the cutest little preschooler we've ever seen. Your charm and charisma lights up a room. You are clever always thinking outside the box. Although you may have trouble with colors or numbers, you more than make up for it with your amazing motor skills and death defying jumps.

You make us smile and laugh every day. When we are not praying for your safety we are praising God for the amazing son and brother that you are! You are a delight to raise and I am honored to be your mother. Please don't ever lose your guy-like sparkle and passion for life.

We love you Evan Reay Roseberry and pray for many more years of fun to come!