Evy has been watching American Tail: "I'm not afraid of cats, and I'm not afraid of the secret weapon." Just yesterday, she assured me that indeed "there ARE cats in America."
Evy: We went to The Light of the World Garden at Thanksgiving Point, and we visited the very amazing depiction of the First Vision. We were pointing at the statues of Heavenly Father and Jesus and telling Evy that they really did appear to Joseph Smith. She then pointed toward the statues and stated, "See that invisible guy over there? That's the Holy Ghost."
A year ago, Shawna administered this toddler questionnaire to Evy and other nieces and nephews:
- What's your name? Lincoln, no. Evelyn
- How old are you? Uh, 3, 2? No I'm 3!
- When is your birthday? Four, in October? No it's in April
- How old is Daddy? 2, 42
- How old is Mommy? 3, 42
- What's your favorite color? Blue, white and black and red [boy, she really narrowed it down there]
- What's your favorite food? Meat, spaghetti
- Who's your best friend? Uh, Bailey!, Maggie
- What's your favorite show? Uh, uh, lava, inside out
- What's your favorite movie? Lava, inside out
- What's your favorite animal? Dinosaur, sheeps
- What are you scared of? Not the mountains, hmmm monsters and skeletons
- What makes you happy? Smile, hmmm. If somebody doesn't hate me [that's kind of dark for her]
Maggie: I wish I was a boy so that I could have short hair. My long hair always sweats me, and I get really hot. Well, I don't wish I was a boy. I just wish that Mommy could always put my hair in a bun.
Evy: Mommy, I'm wearing underwear.
Jenny: Thank you for wearing underwear.
Maggie explained the original of the term bunk beds: "If you're on the bottom bed, and if you stand up, you would bonk your head. But they couldn't name them bonk beds—that wouldn't make any sense—so they named them bunk beds." Well, I've always wondered. Haven't you?
Evy: Did you know that people eat sharks? They cook 'em up, make 'em dead, put honey on them, and eat them! Oh, and people eat the yucky part of the snail!
Evy: I don't like Cheerios with milk in them. I had it once, and it tasted like snakes.
Evy: Whenever I take the sacrament, I feel like Jesus is right by me.
I was reading scriptures with Maggie a few weeks ago, and we talked about when Jesus was baptized. I asked Maggie why she thought we were baptized by being buried in the water. She was spot on when she explained that we're washed clean and that we are able to "start over." Then she added this little gem: "Being baptized is like swimming with the priesthood."
Maggie: You can tell Abby is related to me because we have the same mouths. You can tell Abby is related to Evy because they have the same eyes. And you can tell Abby is related to our cousin Summer because they both suck on the same two fingers.
Evy: How do mermaids go to the bathroom?
Jared always adopts my sayings: "By the skin of our teeth" is the latest addition to his lexicon.
Evy learned about and colored a picture of David and Goliath in Primary. When we asked her why Goliath was colored entirely in red, she lifted up her picture and exclaimed, for all to hear: "Because he's BLEEDING!!!"
You may remember that Jared and the girls are always inventing undercover potty words that they think we're not smart enough to figure out. Well, his latest invention is to "send you a merry Christmas" by tooting or to "wish you a happy New Year" by burping. The possibilities are endless.