Ellena is 2 months old! My little girl is growing up! She's 11 lbs. 12 oz (75th percentile) and 22.75 inches long (50-75 %). She's much bigger than Evan was at this age.
Evan had some random stuff he was jabbering about this morning. He was in the kitchen and he just started saying, "Japanese... Japanese... Japanese... There were five Japanese guys who were born at the hospital... and then they left." How random is that?!
Yesterday Evan was eating a quick lunch before heading to soccer. Here's our convo:
Evan: I don't want to go to soccer...
Momma: You're going.
Evan: Why does Evan have to go to soccer?
Momma: Because when it was time to sign up for soccer I gave you a choice. You could go to soccer or you could take a break. You chose to go to soccer. So Momma signed you up and paid money so that you could go to soccer. It costs money, so that is why you are going.
As he was getting ready to leave, Evan found a nickel. He insisted on taking it to soccer, "because he has to give Coach Andrew money."
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