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Evie at Year Five

Evie Lynn. What a ball of wilderness this girl is! Anyone who knows her can testify that she is passionate about life. As she turns five, I am reflecting on who she is right now, what her interests are, and what makes her tick. And honestly, I don’t think I even know what makes this one tick quite yet, but her flame for life sure is bright!

  • Evie has exploded in her literacy. She can sight read just about anything, and her word attack is better than mine, I think. She loves to read. As I type, I hear her turning pages in her room during quiet time. She is a phenomenon! This summer, Logan had the brilliant idea to introduce “The Book of the Day,” so we have been checking out a million books at the library this summer, keeping them hidden, and pulling out one new book each day (keeping all the previous ones out, of course), and she is gaga for it. I think we’ll keep that one going… except I’m already thinking that Olan needs to start this tradition… so two million books… eek. Ha!
  • Along with reading, she has graduated from tracing letters to forming them herself (although her form is pretty cavemanlike still, sorry future Kindergarten teacher, but she is unstoppable). She loves to make notes and cards for people.
  • Evie has forgone the nap this last year. She does have quiet time for about 1.5 hours in the afternoon, but I am loving the freedom that no nap is bringing to our schedule! Now for Olan. Just kidding. I am still soaking in the glory of 2.5+ hour nap times for him. I’m sure I’ll miss it when it’s gone. Both kids sleep (or at least are in their rooms and quiet) from 8pm-7am. Beautiful.
  • I am so impressed with Evie’s awareness of numbers and time. She is so proud of her “mental math” she can do by counting on her fingers. She counts to 100 easily, and skip counts by 10s and 5s all the way to 100 too. Where does this genius even come from? I cannot take any credit for this, for real people. I’m just a lame mom whom God is somehow choosing to bless.
  • Evie loves to bake. Mostly for the beater licking duty, but hey, whatever works! She cracks eggs, pours, stirs, and is finally not afraid of the KitchenAid. Hallelujah.
  • I love growing a garden with the lively Evie in tow. She loves picking and watering, and to watch her excitement when we find a giant cucumber we missed is priceless… “Oh my LIVER!”
  • Television. Nuff said. She’s into PJ Masks, and… well yeah, just PJ Masks. Ha ha. She’s occasionally into Umizoomi (chicks in the city), Wild Kratts, Cat in the Hat, and Clifford.
  • She has this game she likes to play right now. It goes something like this: “Mom, do you wanna pretend that you’re poor and have no money, and you say you need help, and then a little girl passes by and gives you some money and you say, ‘Oh thank you!’?” It is played daily, and she wants to repeat the scene over and over again. The scene will change from money to raisins or balloons or whatever, but it is a favorite.
  • Spiritual brag: She has taken a liking to rolling down her window in the car when we are listening to “Jesus music” so that “everyone can hear it and worship God.”
  • Evie’s been able to get really comfortable on her bike this summer! She’s got training wheels, but we’ve been able to get out on bike rides as a family and she does pretty dang good. She likes to gradually swerve into the middle of the road, but we are steadily getting better at roping that in. So fun!
  • Eating is still a favorite pastime.
  • Evie is still struggling with bathroom accidents. This is driving her mother and father crazy. Although, she has made some great gains the last few weeks, and whenever she has to go, she says, “Time me for something!” (meaning she’s going to go the bathroom as fast as she can and she wants to surprise you with her speed). Hallelujah for breakthroughs! Seriously, Jesus, thank you so much for this gift.
  • Music. Anything music. She wants to listen to songs over and over and over and over. I can tell her musical interest is growing from little kiddie to more adult music lately. She asks to listen to our music a lot! Yessssss. The other day she heard “Sweet Dreams (Are Made of These)” on the radio. Aaannd now we listen to that song on repeat for eternity.
  • Evie has quite a temper. When she is learning a new task and fails, she gets extremely bent out of shape. But I’m learning that her fit doesn’t mean she’s giving up. She rarely wants advice, but she wants to keep trying! She just really needs to work on that poker face in the process. Whew.
  • I played Go Fish with Evie the other day and won. And she said, “Good job, mom!” This is a Christmas miracle, folks. I was so proud of her for not fureaking out because she lost. It was actually enjoyable to play a game with her.
  • This has been a challenging summer with obedience. Every day, every hour, every minute, the highs are high and the lows bottom out. [Liz Hansen] But Evie has really great days. In fact, this week she has been amazingly sweet. I am looking forward to more of these days!

Favorites:

  • Color: Purple
  • Animal: Owl, Duck, and Chick
  • Food: Applesauce and Brownies and Desserts
  • Drink: Lemonade
  • Song: Twinkle Twinkle Little Star (same as last year)
  • TV Show: Cat in the Hat
  • Game: Pictureka
  • Bible Story: David and Goliath (same as last year)
  • Season: Winter (I like playing in the snow and making snow angels) and Fall (I like jumping in the leaves)
  • Toy: Momma-doo
  • Outfit: Purple Rocky Mountain National Park shirt
  • Book: The Bible and The Lima Bean Monster
  • Friend: Ava Elliott and Silas
  • Thing to do outside: play in the sprinkler and get in the water
  • Future Career: a mommy and a follower of Jesus. I asked her what her job would be and she said, “I’m going to go share the good news with people!” Proud mama right there!

Evie’s Tumble

Old news: Evie received the first stitches in our Henry family history! Even though it happened a few weeks ago, documenting the occasion only seems natural, as it’s a big moment in anyone’s life. The juicy details are what kids will want to know later in life to be able to recall the tall tales to their friends, right? Where did that awesome battle scar come from? Well, Evie’s got a story in the making.

Actually, it wasn’t really valiant. As she was hanging out with my parents (who are tied with my in-laws as the greatest grandparents ever) one Friday afternoon, she came barreling out of the bathroom to jump on grandma’s lap. Her body bumped against the couch just enough to send her careening out-of-control-face-first-no-bracing-herself into the corner of the coffee table. Ay ay ay! Right on her cheek. So glad it wasn’t her eye, or her nose, or her teeth. Praise God for the miracle that is. Whew!

So yeah, I get a phone call while I’m doing my weekly grocery run to Aldi saying that Evie took a spill. We decided to meet each other at MedExpress as soon as I could get out of the store. Evie comes walking in with a band-aid on her face, happy as a lark. I thought maybe we’d be just fine, but the nurse practitioner, Todd, had other thoughts. Ha!

Now for my shameless plug for MedExpress. Great. Amazing. We’ve actually been seen by Todd before, and it’s been a WHILE. But Evie still talks about him and how he made an elephant come out of her ear, like, two years later. He is a kid whisperer. We have had great experiences each time we’ve been. Recommended!

Stitches were the prognosis. Oh what fun… I sure am glad I have a supermom for a mom. Evie was cool with everything until the Lidocaine shots came. She fa-lipped out. Like three people holding her down screaming bloody murder flipped out. Gee whilikers. Our prayers and God making her brave did not seem to faze the girl. She was literally shaking with fear. She was so T-Oed that this was happening to her. That whole process was the pits. I don’t blame her.

However, once we got through that, she was a peaceable girl. Todd did a fantastic job sewing up Evie’s face, and Evie did a top-notch job of becoming a statue while eight stitches were inserted into her cheek. I’m pretty certain she was doing it all for the candy bars that were promised to her by the stitcher-upper, but hey, it was kinda whatevs at that point. She also got a hand balloon (a latex glove blown up like a balloon). She likes to tell everyone about her loot even before she tells them she got stitches. Ha ha!

The next morning, she acted like nothing had happened. I’m not sure she would have said anything had I not mentioned it to her. It has healed quite well, I’m sure because of our prayers. I gave her no Tylenol for her pain except for the initial wound and for the night. That’s my tough girl!

The real fun was five days later when the stitches had to come out. Drama queen has arrived. Grandma B came over to slice those out and it was basically a repeat of Lidocaine moment. And soooo not as painful. Hoping for less traumatic experiences for her injury and health career. After much logic talk and God talk and bribe talk, Evie sat completely still and had each removed with very little problems. I can only attribute it to the peace of God washing over her. It was a lifesaver.

Now, yes, there’s a scar about four weeks out, but The Ordeal is over. Perhaps in a few months you won’t be able to tell she had stitches. Let’s hope!

 

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