Evie and I have been anxiously waiting for Mom, Dad and Andy to come home.  She just got up from where she was sitting, walked over to me and announced:

“I have to get ready for my little man!”

Which was cute enough but she continued talking about how she couldn’t wait to meet her little man tonight (I think she means greet cuz she’s already met him and she told me earlier she was in charge of greeting him when he got home).  She is now putting on jewelry and lip gloss and stuff and then she said:

“I hope he likes me and thinks I’m glamorous!”