Evie – “When I paint, I am not perfect.  I just try my very best.  I’m not a perfecter.  I’m a tryer.”

For Cuddle Time we’re watching a new video with a new song.  Evie has proclaimed it her new favorite and told me it stays in her brain all day and all night.  When I said that’s one of the good things about music, you can rehear it in your head, she said:

Evie – “I don’t like it when that happens.”

Nana – “Oh, no.  Why not?”

Evie – “Because then my brain sings it to my mouth and what if my mouth needs to be zip?”

Last night Evie asked if it was Cuddle Time, I said yes, she crawled up into my lap, I started the show we usually watch and she immediately asked me to pause it.  She ran off and came back with her bean bag chair and put it beside my chair.  The following conversation took place:

Nana – “Hey, what are you doing?”

Evie – “I wanted a different spot.”

Nana – “Well, the term Cuddle Time implies we were gonna cuddle!?!”

Evie – “Well, we are still together and Cuddle Time is really about being together.”

How can you argue with that?  We held hands for the rest of Cuddle Time.

Evie – “It’s a toot-toot train!”

But Evie started a conversaton with her mother like this:

“While you were feeding the rest of my brother….”

On the way to school, her and Mom Mom were playing rock paper scissors and this conversation took place:

Mom Mom – ” Rock Paper Scissors Shoot.  ….Wait….what’s that?”

Evie – “It’s a stick!”

Getting ready for school and the rubber band I used wasn’t holding well so we had to redo it cuz Evie’s hair was coming down.  A little later, I noticed that her socks were sliding down into her shoes.  I commented on them as she was climbing into my lap and she started laughing and said:

“My pants are coming down, too! It’s a ‘Pulling Down Party!!”

Nana – “No, I said Laughing Cow cheese.”

Evie – “Oh, I thought you said laughing couch cheese and I thought, ‘Nana, what are you trying to do to my brain?!'”

Evie – “Why did the rat cross the road?” (giggle, giggle, snicker, giggle)

Nana – “I don’t know.  Why did the rat cross the road?”

Evie – (laughs uproariously) “Cuz he wanted donuts!!!”

Evie – “I thought I heard footsteps behind me when I came into your room!”

Nana – “It was probably a kitty.”

Evie – “No, it was human feet.”

Nana – “Ummm, maybe it was your mama.  Was it your mama?”

Evie – “I don’t know.  I don’t have eyes in the back of my head.”