. . . Dear Evie . . .

October 23--Evie's big day.

It began with Lily making a chocolate cake . . .

. . . with two assistants . . .

. . . who were willing to perform any task necessary.

Then came presents.  By this point in the evening, Evie was a little less than enthusiastic about the whole birthday thing.  Luckily, she has big siblings who helped unwrap presents and got excited for her.

. . . Bitty Baby was a hit . . .

. . . especially the bottle.

Everyone wanted to get in on feeding and burping, even Hyrum took a turn.  That was a little unexpected.

And then, of course, the cake.  Hyrum insisted it have sprinkles.

We skyped in Heidi, Sam, and Ellie, and Evie couldn't take her eyes off the computer and "ELLL-IIEEE" long enough to care about the candles.  Once again, a great time to be the youngest--everyone else huffed and puffed them out for her.

She didn't need any direction when it came to diving into the cake--but she did require a fork.  Dainty little girlie.

The kids were patient for a little while, but they just couldn't stand it.  So I let them all dig in with her.  It quickly became a free-for-all . . .

. . . and ended with a cake carcass.  No one seemed to mind, especially when I told them this morning that they could take "cake gobs" in their lunches.  Much more fun than any slice of plain old cake ever was.

My Eve Diana.

Two years ago . . . 

One year ago . . .

And just yesterday . . .

I can't imagine my life without this happy, spunky, beautiful, sweet, loving, cranky, darling daughter.

Happy Birthday, Evie!