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A Day In The Life Of A Two Year Old

Eva-zilla

Hi! My name is Eva, although sometimes Daddy calls me Eva-zilla. I’m two, but I wish I was four like by brother but that’s okay, I can have just as much fun trying to keep up with him.

My days are filled with all kinds of fun stuff, follow along with me for a typical day.

2:00am

  • Awake! If I scream, Zombie Daddy won’t be awake enough to wait for me to fall asleep.
  • Yea, offered his spot in bed. Offer accepted. New soccer night-light must come with.

6:15

  • Mommy awake. Daddy came back to bed. TV on, Elmo’s World, I’m not tir… zzzzz

6:30

  • Where everyone go? Oh, just me and brother. I love brother. Going to jump on him. Oops, hurt him, “sowee Makum” (sorry Malcolm), that plus hug always works. Yeap.

7:15

  • Snuggle time with Daddy. Watching Octonaughts.
  • Where is soccer ball light. Where where where? Oh phew. Now I can hit Daddy with it, or play achoo game with brother.
  • “Achoo!”
  • “Bwess ew Makum.” (Bless you Malcolm)

7:40

  • Playing with Daddy’s phone. No, will not trade for soccer ball. What do these buttons do? 9-1-… just kidding
Daddy Wanted Me To Wear This

What Daddy Wanted Me To Wear

7:50

What I wore

What I wore

  • Time to get dressed. Not unimpressed with Daddy’s clothing choice for me. PIC

8:00

  • Dressed. Socks better than tights. I still hate socks. Will be off and hidden soon as possible.

8:05

  • Breakfast choices: Waffles, Cheerios or toast. “Coffee, toast”, toast it is, coffee not option, apparently.
  • Stopped crying over Daddy not letting me play with phone, for now.

8:05

  • Pants falling down. Daddy used IKEA bag clip. Must use blue not yellow, silly Daddy. Blue too tight. Won’t complain, just remove later.
  • Peanut butter on Toast is good!

8:30

  • Breakfast done. Did Daddy really think I could eat two pieces of toast? Oh wait, I can, maybe. Nope, just one bite so everyone knows it’s mine.

8:45

  • Can’t read but love when Leap Pad book thingy talks to me.

9:00

  • Max and Ruby Yeah!
  • Nice census lady. Had to visit. I like being friendly.

9:30

  • Snuck yogurt tube from fridge. Almost got open before caught. Daddy said no, I persisted without crying, Daddy gave in. Sucker.

10:00

  • Time to go out. Must help older brother pick coat and shoes. Or not. Time for pouty face. Oh, my coat. Hugs for coat! Oh and love my pink rubber boots. Wear what you want bro!

10:15

  • How loud can brother and I be in car?

10:30

  • Grocery shopping.
  • Did not make fuss, know better. Usually get something if I spend  trip looking cute. Brother usually begs for stuff and gets nothing. Today we got fruit sticks, “nummy.”

11:00

  • Smiled sweetly at grumpy looking till lady, smiled back. Not grumpy anymore. My work here is done.

11:20

  • Found  favourite sippy cup, “I wan mik” (I want milk)

11:30

  • George Thorogood equals Dance time

11:35

  • Helped Daddy put away groceries by taking stuff out of fridge. Cheese and yogurt to start.

11:45

  • Sushi for lunch? Seriously Daddy,  are you kidd… oh wow! Hold the Wasabi.
  • Never mind, maybe just like the rice.

“Pease I weave da bable?” (please may I leave the table?)

In Car1:00

  • Car ride, I will not fall asleep. I will not fall asleep. I will not fall a… zzzzzzzz.

1:45

  • Okay, I’m awake, where are we? Oh, is that a Mercedes catalogue at this car place? Will sit like big girl and read it.

2:00

  • Home sweet home and my milk I forgot. Life is good especially with The Wiggles on!

3:00

  • Finally, socks, off, ahhh, at least I won fight against stockings, stubbornness really pays off!

Daddy's Apple3:10

  • “Bite appa?” (bite of apple) Stole Daddy’s apple, sucker! No, I don’t want my own.

3:15Hiding From Vacuum

  • Brother watching TV upstairs, time for quality Daddy time, but vacuuming. It won’t suck me up, I don’t think. Maybe I’ll hide in closet.

Clean-up3:20

  • I don’t cry over spilt milk. It’s Daddy’s fault for not giving me sippy cup. Did sit at table like I promised.
  • Can’t let Daddy do all the cleaning, “I do.”

3:30

  • Writing time for Daddy. Going to try to be quiet
  • Brother picked movie, good thing I like his movies or would argue. He can’t argue back. Doesn’t understand me, well except when I say no.

4:00

  • Still don’t know how Leap Pad talks to me, but if I just poke at it randomly with this pen it does. Maybe brother could help. Not going to ask. If he offers going to be unhappy.

4:20

  • Brother is so funny, we’re trying to pretend to be dogs but I can’t bark and giggle.

4:30

  • Kicked brother in face. He cried.

“Sowwee Makum,” hug and kiss make him feel better.

4:40

  • “Makum air are eww?” (Malcolm where are you?) No answer, I’ll whistle, “wee u wheet” (I learned that from brother, Daddy can do it louder with his lips)
Finger Lights

Finger Lights In The Dark

4:50

  • Time to feed dogs. Light off, finger lights on. Daddy, I trust you, catch me! I dive from top of stairs. He catches me.
  • Grab dog bowls “I hep. Wego” (I help. Here you go)

5:00

  • Flashlight tag. Don’t know how to play, but can flash light around.

5:10

  • Daddy is a vampire. If I open curtain he screams, “thee light, thee light, I can’t handle thee light,” and hides under covers. Finger lights work too.

5:25

  • Wrestle Mania Me, Eva-zilla tag teaming with brother, Mal-king vs The Tickle Monster, how can we lose? Right, we’re helpless when tickled.

Eva Sized Cup5:35

  • All this play makes me thirsty. This cup is perfect, oh and my toothbrush. I love the bathroom. PIC

5:45

  • “Mommy, Mommy, Mommy, Mommy, Mommy!” Mommy’s home, I’m cool.

6:00

  • Bwa ha ha ha, you expect me to eat that?
  • “Yogurt!” If I repeat this enough will get it right? Or not. “Yogurt?” Fine. Not eating.
  • Should get good eating sticker like brother. Jump, can’t reach. Jump, can’t reach. Jump, “no!” When asked if want help. Jump, can’t reach. “Hep”

6:15

  • “Yogurt!” Worth another shot, I’ll cry too. Brother brought me Pinky Pie. Can’t cry with pinky pie looking. Tricky brother

7:00

  • Don’t ask if pooped, can’t you smell? And no, I don’t want diaper changed, have grown rather attached to it.
  • Sit still? Ha ha Mommy you’re funny. If I have to sit in pooh you have to work getting diaper off, and, if I really make mess I get bath.
  • Drat, no bath. Clean diaper feels nice.

7:15

  • “Daddy dog!” There, get him out of hair to let the dogs in. 5 more minutes before he puts me to bed. Hmm, what else can I do?

7:20

  • Don’t trick me to bed using Pinky Pie, “Spy Man” (Spiderman) That works. “Gight Makum (Good night Malcolm)
  • You have to read Goodnight Gorilla three times. Those are my rules

7:25

  • Pre-bed occupancy check list:
    • Gaffaroo✓
    • Gorilla✓
    • Book✓
    • blankie #1✓
    • Blankie #2✓
    • Pinkie Pie✓
    • Spiderman✓
    • Pair of shoes✓
    • Another book✓
    • Soosie, soosie?

“Soosie, soosie, soooooosie!”(Soother, soother, soother) Not ✓

7:27

  • Soosie✓
  • Eva✓

7:30

  • “Daddy down!” Daddy has to lay and play with Pinky Pie. I attack pinky pie with Spiderman.

7:40

  • “Daddy down!” Daddy can’t leave, not sleepy. Will race you to door and beat on it for hours.
  • I’m singing, don’t know words, or tune but Daddy needs to sing along.

7:45

  • Still not slee-yawn-py, see bouncing on bed.

7:46

  • “Daddy down.” No? Meh, okay. Will just sing self to sleep. No kiss if leaving me.

8:00

  • Daddy, still awake “Dobe, dobe bedoop…”

I don't want to use my whole bed10:30

  • Daddy snuck in. kneeling on floor head on bed. Why he move me? Was comfy. Will sit up and glare at him then scream or… zzzzzzz

Yeah, I have a busy life but it’s fun too, especially when I get yogurt.

Lost The Battle Today

As You Can See I Lost The Dressing Battle Today