Evan is feeling better today.

Evan is feeling better today. I know you were all worried. He's back to his old self for the most part, in fact right now he's tugging on my leg saying "Mama!" because he wants to show me something. One moment please....

Okay, I'm back. Aside from the strange puking episode, things are going well here. Ev is vocalizing more and is using his words more appropriately. It just melts my heart when he calls me, but I'm sure it won't be so fantastic in a few months when he's whining, "mmmaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhmmmmmmmmmeeeeeeeeeee". Remind me then how thrilled I was when he started talking.

He's also getting closer and closer to walking. Ev's become very bold when he's cruising around the house clinging to furniture---so bold that he'll even take an independent step from one piece of furniture to another without holding on. He's still using his little walker to scoot around, and if you walk with him, he usually only needs one hand held to steady himself. Won't be long now.

In local news, our city's first set of quadruplets turns one today. I still maintain that we were run out of the NICU on a rail in anticipation of their arrival (kidding). There have been features on the news all week about their birthday, showing all four of them eating cake and playing. In addition, the parents announced on the news that they are now expecting their 7th child (yes, seventh! The quads have two older siblings, ages 3 and 2). Can you imagine? More power to them, but I have trouble handling one child, let alone seven under the age of four. I know I could never do that, but I wish them the best of luck.

Ev calls me again, time to play!