The Campbell Boys--A Highlight Reel

For some time now, at the end of each day, I have made a point to jot down a moment or two of Wesley and Evan cuteness. I have decided to list some highlights from the past six months. Enjoy!

• 5/20: At dinner, Evan ate twice as much, twice as fast, as his big brother Wesley.
• 5/26: Evan made a game of going into rooms and slamming the doors. One problem: he can't open the doors yet, so he got stuck in the rooms and sometimes it was quite a while before Mom realized he was missing, and crying behind a shut door.
• 5/30: Evan pretended to be a frog today, and went around the house saying "Ribbit!" and jumping up with both legs. His legs are so short that the effort involved to jump was monumental.
• 5/30: Mom walked into the study to find Evan on top of the computer desk, squatting down, rocking back and forth, taking a poo. Of all places!
• 6/22: At dinner, Evan became involved in a game of peek-a-boo with his belly, lifting his shirt up and saying "peek-a-boo!", then covering his belling and asking, "Where'd it go?"
• 7/23: We lost Evan today. One second he was in the backyard playing, the next gone. Mom and Dad searched frantically for a full 15 minutes, their panic growing at each passing second. Mom finally found him in a neighbor's backyard, playing with the neighbor cat.
• 7/30: Mom found Evan trying to flush his soiled diaper down the toilet today. She got there just in time to grab the disappearing mass and haul it out. The entire time he was flushing Evan was laughing and saying, "Bye-bye poo-poo!"
• 8/2: We went camping this weekend, and on one trip to the outhouse, Wesley and Evan were there. Wes decided he needed to pee, and just as he unleashed a healthy stream into the hole, Evan's curiosity over what exactly was down that hole was too great and he stuck his head right into the flowing stream to take a look. He got thoroughly doused in Wesley's pee.
• 8/21: On the way home from Salt Lake today, Evan became so hysterical and angry over the fact that he didn't have any snacks that Dad pulled off the interstate and found a gas station to get him some M&M's. Evan then spent the rest of the trip chucking M&M's at the back of Dad's head, quite delighted with himself.
• 5/19: Wesley informed Mom today that if you eat a fish, it will swim around in your tummy and tickle you, making you laugh.
• 5/20: Today at dinner, Wesley started singing songs. We suspect it was to get out of trying his broccoli. So Dad struck a deal: Between every song he must eat 2 bites of dinner. Well, Wesley's songs became longer and longer, our favorite being a spontaneously composed piece about his love for popsicles, that lasted several minutes.
• 5/28: After helping Mom plant the garden today, a sunburn appeared on Wesley's bum crack. His pants never stay up, so that part was exposed all day as he helped.
• 5/31: Wesley was so excited about a quarter that he had found today that during his evening prayers, he inserted the word quarter before every statement.
• 6/3: After dinner today, Wesley went up to Daddy, patted his belly, and said very seriously, "Daddy, you have a big tummy."
• 6/28: In a moment of intense mother insecurity, I asked Wesley if he loved me. He said, "Yes Mommy, I love you," and then paused before adding, "except when I'm mad at you."
• 7/13: Wesley informed me that if we were to "have another Evan" (another baby) that we were to name it "Ungh" if it was a boy and "Geesa" if it were a girl.
• 7/31: I was in the other room as the boys finished their breakfast, and I heard Wesley teaching Evan how to say a prayer. Evan just kept saying "Amen" over and over, and Wesley insisted each time that he had to say "In the name of Jesus Christ" first.
• 8/21: Uncle Sam babysat tonight. He put them to bed and heard them talking and laughing for quite some time. He just figured they were lying in bed. After an hour and a half he decided to go downstairs and check on them. They were not in bed; in fact, they were up and had taken and entire toilet paper roll, and handful by handful, had dipped gobs of it into the toilet, and then flung the wet wads all over the walls and carpets downstairs.