Silly Car

Evan went for a follow up appointment to the pulmonologist in Memphis last week, which went well, and weighed 21 lbs 12 oz. He is talking (ya ya ya) a lot more in the past week, and his new trick is biting down on the spoon while he is eating because he is so proud of his new teeth. He can actually bite down and grin at you at the same time. He had four teeth come in along the top at almost the same time and they are just now out enough that he can get a little use out of them.

Amanda also brought Evan and Kaitlyn out to the farm this past Saturday while I was burning a brush pile and they all had a blast riding around in the Gator with Papa. The bed of the Gator turned out to be a great sandbox of sorts for him too. Unfortunately we didn't have a camera out there for that.

In other news, while Kaitlyn and I were out driving the other day, she said, unprovoked, "Daddy, look at that man in that silly car." It turns out she was looking at a Porche 911 Carrera convertible. That's my girl.