10 Months Old

Having just gotten back from a trip to Virginia, I am overwhelmed with unpacking and getting things back to normal, so the text in this post will be succinct. We were flying yesterday, on Evie's 10 month birthday, so I took pictures and video one day late. The video is OK, nothing great, so I'll edit it sometime this week and post it eventually. Here are some of the best photos from month 10 of Evie's life. There are more from our trip, on other people's cameras, so they will probably surface later.


For starters, here are a couple of photos from today's birthday diaper photo shoot:

Here is the "winner:"

...and Evie's month 10 in pictures...

Separation anxiety and Mommy's need to do laundry result in some strange consequences:

When J and his dad tried to take photos with Evie (on Grandpa's birthday), none of them were "perfect." This one is the best of J and his dad simultaneously, and Evie is cute no matter what (to us), so here is the "winner:"

p.s. Cool shirt, Grandpa! (it's from his gym)

Evie has become more...curious...this month. This has lead to some sticky situations. This particular instance has two views. Top:

Bottom:

Playing at a mall kids' area this month:

If you can accurately identify all of the foods on her tray, I'll send you a prize (seriously):

Swing!! Thanks, Daddy.

Our little climber in the Detroit airport (layover) last weekend:

Let the U.Va. indoctrination officially begin! (with her Grandma and G.G./Great Grandma in Charlottesville):

Eating cheese cubes on G.G.'s china plates:

Visiting the Washington Mall for the first time:

In the grass of the National Gallery's Sculpture Garden:

Playing Three Stooges with Deanna's Snippet (he was pulling her hair while she poked his eyes...Zoinks!):

Cruising (and posing) on a sculpture that she wasn't supposed to be touching (whoops):

We have officially skipped the sippy cup phase and moved right on to the juice box epoch:

Playing inside my suitcase as we packed to leave D.C. and head back to Charlottesville:

I'll save the bulk of my writing about this month for a later post, but here is a summary:

1. Evie is an extroverted morning person and I am an introverted night owl. We're compromising. I mean, I'm becoming an extroverted morning person. Yeah.

2. She is sweet, curious, energetic, funny, independent and unpredictable. I get to know her better and better each day...leading to loving her more and more each day. I'm a little worried that if this trend continues, my heart just might grow three sizes, like the Grinch, and explode into soft, fuzzy fireworks over our house.