The Return of Shmevan

Hello everyone, this is Morry.

This morning, Evan shook me awake at 7:30. I'm glad he slept that long. I think he was pretty tired last night. Rachel said she'd take him down to get breakfast, but he insisted on me. I got him his breakfast and, as usual, got him set up watching a movie.

At 8:30, he returned to the room. He told me he was going to get dressed. He went to his room and picked out clothes and came back and got dressed. He's doing very well at getting dressed by himself. He's done it several times this week. Rachel took him downstairs and let me sleep.

I finally got up and went downstairs at 11am. Rachel and I had some chores to do in terms of cleaning up the house for her parents' visit. The boys were fairly well behaved in letting us get that done.

For lunch, we made pasta in the shapes of characters from the movie Cars. Evan, Noah and I each had some. Both boys ate very well. They each had fruit as well.

A little while later, Grandma and Papa arrived. Evan, Noah and Lizzy were all very excited. Grandma and Papa took everyone upstairs. I don't know what was going on up there but it sounded wild. Lots of laughter and shrieks coming from Evan and Noah. When I went up, Papa was pitching the koosh ball to Evan who had a small plastic bat in his hands. He hit the ball one time but it barely went anywhere. He said he "got a piece of it." I guess Papa taught him that phrase. At one point, Papa did a big exaggerated wind up and "fell" and dropped the ball behind him. Evan laughed so hard that he stopped making a sound. He really enjoyed that.

Of course it was difficult getting them down for a nap after that. Noah only napped for a little while and Evan didn't nap at all.

I had to go meet Marcin to talk about some things so I wasn't home in the later part of the afternoon.

When I got home, we left for dinner at a new Mexican restaurant they opened up by the house called Santa Rita. The food was good but Evan was a big pain. In fact, we joked that Evan went into this room for the nap, but his evil twin, Shmevan, was the one that came out. He was definitely over tired. Noah ate ok, and was better than Evan in terms of behavior but he wasn't great.

After dinner, Papa and Grandma gave Evan and Noah baths while Rachel and I went to see the movie (500) Days of Summer. Evan threw a fit as we were leaving. He held on to me crying saying he didn't want me to go. It was really tough leaving him like that. But it's quiet now. Let's hope he wasn't upset for too long.

Until next time...