As I was rereading what I posted just moments ago I was taken aback by a photo of Evann. It wasn't a significant photo, it didn't even show her face. But I don't need to see her face to get choked up about her. I saw my girl. My girlie. My, wanna get dirty, girlie. The girl that is quite possibly more independent and stubborn than I. The girl that won't take no for an answer.
She is amazingly loving. She is the best sister these boys of mine will ever know. She is Aaron's second mom. He loves her and she loves him. She is lonely. She would love to have a little sister to take care of. But alas, she has brothers, 4 of them. Sheesh! They all play well together but she just doesn't get enough of that girlie girl time. She latches on so quickly to younger girls we know. Simply wanting to dress them, do their hair, their nails and lets not forget makeup! She can work wonders with her hot pink eye shadow. Good Lawd! Look out!
She is tired of sharing. She constantly asks, "Can this be mine?" "Can I have the whole cheese pizza to myself?" Seriously Evann, you can barely eat 2 whole slices. "But I want it to be mine." Oh Evann, get through the 2 slices and we'll talk.
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| Jake bought me some beautiful pearl earrings and necklace for Valentine's Day. Evann was so excited for me she asked her dad if she could just sleep with them until Mom got home. He said when she saw them it almost made her cry because she thought they were so beautiful. She didn't ask if they could be hers though which was interesting in itself. Regardless, we decided that Daddy could buy her some jewelry for Valentine's Day too. She is showing off her loot. Quite proud I might add. A pair of earrings and a necklace. |
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| For some time she has wanted to cut her hair. She wanted it short like the other kids at school. We both were pretty firm on no but one day she got me on a soft day and I helped her talk Dad into cutting her hair. He did not like the idea but agreed. She again, was so proud of her new hairdo. Look at her eyes sparkle! Who is that girl? |
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| This is Evann. My true girlie. This is what she looks like most days. Not because I don't care to brush and style her hair but because this is just how it ends up by the end of the day. She plays hard. She will decide what happens with her hair. For instance, if you put her hair up and she doesn't want it up it will be down once she leaves my presence and enters the school hallway. She is defiant that way. When questioned she will just smirk and shrug her shoulders. Or really she will blame it on Kenadi. "Kenadi wanted to put my hair in a different pony tail..." Riiigghhht. |
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| This is her "posing for Daddy" face. She is daddy's little girlie. When questioned by Jacob because she got something and he didn't she piped up: "Cuz I'm Daddy's girlie that's why!"(He did get something but he got his at a different time of day and well, kids don't remember those things.) |
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| She is our girlie. Our sweet, loving, sneaky, independent, defiant girl. And I wouldn't have her any other way. |
