Everett Daniel - Ev - Ev Man - My Young, Young, Ev - Everett D....is 3!!!!
Ev had a big year. He moved into a toddler bed and became a big brother {which he has taken to beautifully}. He also successfully potty trained. Hooray for one in diapers!
HERE is his birth story.
My babe #3 as a babe....
Everett Daniel is a JOY. He:
{These pictures are kind of in reverse order of the year....also, most of them have nothing to do with what is written above or below}
- wants to wear pajamas all day, every day. And he does while he's at home, 95% of the time. I need to get the boy some lounge pants. Obviously he has a thing for comfort and jeans don't do the job
- is pretty darn independent. Maybe that's why I feel like he's older. He does more for himself than either Max or Kelly did at his age.
- I was so relieved that he didn't have cavities at his last dentist appointment because 1) his sweet tooth 2) brother wants to brush by himself all the time {I do get in there with a toothbrush at least once a day, though}
- I'd been noticing a footprint on the front of the dishwasher for a while and one day while I watched Ev scramble onto the counter {right in the area of the food cupboard}, it became clear
- He takes care of any accidents by himself. He's doing great in the potty-trained department, but doesn't quite make it sometimes. Often I don't know about it until I notice an outfit change because he's already put the clothes in the washer and moved on with his life
- His independence caused a little problem when he'd pooped on the potty because he just wanted to take care of business...but his arms don't reach far enough to do that just yet. It took a few weeks to convince him to stay on the potty until Mom or Dad had a chance to wipe. It was lovely. :)
- still sleeps with his green blankie that has satin edging; still has a favorite corner of the blankie that he rubs between his fingers while he's going to sleep
- is dang tough. He can take a lickin' and hop right back up, breathlessly saying, "I'm okay!"
- is pretty quiet in new situations, but is a hoot once he warms up and then you learn that he can keep talking and talking and talking :)
- sings a lot. My favorite songs to hear him sing are Eye of the Tiger, I'm Trying to be Like Jesus {especially when it goes really high "looove one another as Jesus loves you"...oh, that little voice}, I am a Child of God, and Tomorrow from Annie.
- randomly gives sweet compliments. All the time he will tell me, "Mom, you're the BEST!" or "Mom, you so beautiful!"
- didn't wear shoes most of the summer which resulted in dirty feet every.single.night, but it was cute and reminded of my dad
- loooooves nursery. I felt bad that he had to be in there another year {have to be 3 by Jan 1st to move onto Primary} but he doesn't feel bad in the least, so I'm glad that he gets to live it up this final year in his happiest place on earth
- LOVES to snack and has a major sweet tooth. Not the easiest thing for a mama who's trying to get decent food in his little body. I give in to his snacking tendencies too often because, well...have you ever looked at his face? Irresistible.
- One day in December I'd given Ev a few chocolate chips from the chocolate chip bag in the top of the cupboard and told him that was it, no more. I was in the family room, folding laundry, when I heard him sweetly say {in a sing-song kind of voice}, "Don't bug me. I'm getting on the counter. Don't bug me." I rightly surmised that meant he was trying to sneak onto the counter to get more chocolate chips. Because he is so cute I didn't stop him.
- Today was his first day of swimming lessons and he was NOT digging it. I was trying everything to get him in the water and then I whispered, "you can have some ice cream if you do your swim lessons"...he LOVED swim lessons after that.
- has the cutest hip-twisting run
- knows when he's tired and will put himself to bed if we aren't moving fast enough with the bedtime routine
- has finally passed the constant face wound phase of his life {I think...I hope}! Wahoo! I think brother finally grew into his cute head
- loves to tell jokes...knock-knock jokes in particular. But as soon as you ask who it is, the person or thing takes a walk down the street, generally to get smashed by a car or engage in a battle.
- is my kitchen buddy. He's almost always on the counter while I'm cooking, helping whenever he can.
Ev is a great older brother and younger brother. He holds his own with the big kids. I love this boy to pieces. He is snuggly and happy most of the time. I am so lucky he's mine!
