Est. 2000

So, this is kinda sick, but really funny too. . .so if you've got a weak stomach, stop reading this post right away.
Yesterday we hear Cohen playing in the bathroom, which isn't necessarily weird, he plays all over, wherever, whenever, just as long as he's out of our hair we don't always pay attention. Anyhow, after a while, we hear him giggle. . .and then again, a really good giggle, like something is really funny, not just some mild laugh. . .so Jared goes into the bathroom to see what he's up to. I can hardly describe the scene he comes upon. Cohen is standing in front of the toilet, having already unrolled the entire roll of toilet paper, is taking big handfuls of said T.P. and is dipping them into the toilet water, then throwing his T.P. wad across the room onto the wall. . .if you were ever wondering, a huge handful of toilet paper that has just been soaked in toilet water sticks really well to a wall!!!! There are all of these drippy wads of toilet paper stuck all over the wall!!! And toilet water is streaming down, down, down the wall onto the floor below. Hence the 2 year old giggling. Hilarious eh?! Too bad we were too sicked out to think to take a picture. Silly us, we just cleaned it all up right away. Disgusting.

This morning we were outside playing in the sandbox. Cohen is having a bit of a hard time understanding the concept of not throwing sand AT his brother. I can see the fun in it, but he doesn't quite get that sand could get in Evans eye. . .blah blah blah. So, he figures out an ingenious way around the rule. . .he dumps a big shovelful of sand right on top of Evans head. And not just some little sissy shovelful. . .we've got a BIG digging shovel, yeah, a shovelful from THAT shovel. I turn around to find a PILE of sand on Evans head. A PILE!!!! Like a little pointed hat!! Of sand!!

Evan is doing great at crawling. He still mostly pushes with that crazy right leg, but sometimes he goes on both knees! He is going UP the stairs now too. He can make it all the way up from downstairs. I still stand behind him when he does the big stairs because sometimes he likes to take a break by either sitting in the middle of a stair, or standing up with his hands on the wall and looking behind him. Neither of which are safe. . .obviously. He's not really into going backwards down the stairs yet. I kinda have to force him to practice, but he's got to get it someday, right?

So heres a cute little story. Jessie called the other day to tell me that Janessa announced to her that she wanted to go and see her boyfriend. Jessie asked her who that was and she said "Baby Evan." And we always thought she was in love with Cohen. . .