Interview with a 4 Year Old

Evan likes to play with the video on my phone, and we did a quick interview this week on a whim. The musings of a 4 (almost 5!) year old...

A Little Announcement

Evan helped us make a little announcement last week. He has a new favorite book - at least until September when his baby brother or sister arrives.



He's really taking this seriously!

T-Ball Time!

After last year's rise and fall with gymnastics, I was a little hesitant to jump back into another sport with Evan. Then we started thinking about baseball. If you know Dan, you know he LIVES..AND LOVES...baseball. When Evan asked if Dan would play catch with him in the backyard, I thought Dan might cry. Dan made (yes, made) a tee that afternoon and so far, Evan still loves it. We signed him up for Little League t-ball and he started practicing about a month ago and had his first game last weekend. I've been really surprised at how much he has taken to it. He seems to have come out of his shy shell. He runs out to the field, and loves batting. I have to admit, the uniform is pretty stinking cute.



I have no idea what this pre-game face is all about.











ALL the kids do this when playing the field. What kid can resist dirt? Surprisingly, it was the girls on his team who completely covered their uniforms with it at the last game.

Chilly Easter

You just never know with Easter what the weather might be. I do remember last year on St. Patrick's Day we were in short sleeved shirts. No such luck this year for St. Patty's OR Easter. That cute "Kiss Me, I'm Irish" tee I bought Evan still has the tags on it. Oh well. He's kissable anytime.

Well, maybe not right now. I had to leave work today to pick up a sick dude. The perils of a new school - new germs. But while he's resting I thought I'd post a few pics from our chilly Easter celebrations.







The editing might be a bit off on these. Working from a laptop the brightness always seems to come in a little too bright or not enough.

It's Winter, No, It's Spring, No It's...

There's a saying where we live...if you don't like the weather, just wait a day. Lately, we've had to shorten that to hours. As my coworker, a recent transplant from California, put it, March just messes with your head. That it does.

Being stuck inside when you're an adult is bad. When you're four, it's torture. But we do our best to occupy Evan. One of his favorite things to do is read stories. For now, we're still reading to him, but I have caught him looking at his books and making up what they say (though he has started sounding out words and spelling everything). Here he is with a picture book at my parent's house. It came with a record (yes, record!) that reads the story. My Dad didn't think he'd be ready for this for a few more years. Ha! He was totally engrossed.





On this same visit, my mom pulled out a box of my old children's books that I'd boxed up as a teenager. I brought them home, and a few days later my Dad came over to hang out while my Mom had some errands to run. I think my Dad ended up reading at least 10 of those books that night. I don't know who has happier.



Last weekend we got a break from all the cold, dreary, wet weather - for ONE day. I'm so glad it fell on a Saturday. We packed up and headed to a newly renovated park near us. Evan played on the playground, then we all went and threw the baseball around for a while. Heaven.











The next day it was 35 and snowing. I'm ready for Spring to stay for a while.