Grab bag

So, even though I'm only four-and-a-half months old, I've been getting requests to blog again in my own words. So I thought I would just share some reflections about my life so far.

Apropos to the title of this blog, I have decided that I REALLY like reaching out and grabbing things. This activity had not occurred to me before about last week, but I have found fun and interesting things happen when I reach out and grab stuff. I pulled Mommy's hair for the first time a few days ago--she made a funny noise. I also try to pull Daddy's hair, but it's pretty short so it's a bit hard to get a hold of, but I do my best. I also grab blankets and toys (like stuffed elephants and plastic rings) and toss them all about.

Another thing I like to do is throw up on things. You probably already knew this from prior blog posts, but I've had to get sneaky. Like, for instance, I'll throw up on my outfit several times to the point where it's pretty slimy and so Mommy and Daddy change me--but I don't let them know that I'm primed and ready with another salvo for my new outfit when they get it all fixed up. It's so great to see their reactions when I soil my nice, dry pants. The funny thing is, I am getting fatter (let's be kind: pleasantly plump) all the time, so there is no cause for alarm at my skill at vomiting. My favorite thing in this department is to wait awhile after eating so that the consistency is more thick and curdled and the smell is more potent. Mommy and Daddy seem to really appreciate this.

I also like dancing. Daddy stands me up and kind of moves my arms around in time with whatever music we are listening to and it makes me smile, or even laugh. I also enjoy watching dancing. Daddy knows I like this and he dances around like a crazy person to make me smile. He hopes that no one ever, ever sees this (besides me and Mommy). I think he is a bit embarrassed by his lack of dancing ability--and of course, that is really what I am laughing at.

I also have a hero. He's a big kid (like 9 months old) who had a video on the internet. You can watch it here. I can only aspire to this level of havoc at this point. I do roll over from front to back and from back to front, but not often and usually not serially. I still tend to stay put, although I am getting more mobile.

Speaking of mobile, my parents cell phones fascinate me. Before you know it, I'll be texting all y'all. Maybe I'll start my own Twitter feed. For those who don't know what Twitter is, see here.

What else can I talk about in my grab bag of Evi-isms? I like to talk...my parents can't really understand what I am saying yet, but I don't let that stop me. I happily babble away making all kinds of cute, adorable sounds. Often while I am sucking on my fingers. My gums are kind of tingly, so I chew on my fingers quite often--they say I might get something called teeth soon. It doesn't bother me at all that my drool tends to overflow my mouth, run over my fingers and slowly drip out onto the blanket or my clothes! It's like vomit-lite(TM).

I've also discovered that it's much more restful for me to sleep for long stretches of time, like from 10pm to 6am. I sometimes wake up to eat or get a diaper change, but for the most part, I am sleeping through the night and really liking the results: increased energy during the day, fewer embarrassing narcoleptic episodes when friends are over, and less cranky parents. Who knew they would be so pleasant after they stopped having to wake up every few hours to tend to my every need.

Lastly, I've been practicing my modeling skills. Mommy takes LOTS of pictures of me doing wonderfully winning things. Check out the flickr site to see more. Lots more. Daddy went a little bit crazy uploading pictures and one new video. Sorry about him.