We were up at the cabin for Memorial Day weekend. This was the most happiest weekend for Evelyn who had been talking about fishing and 'her' cabin for WEEKS. I was so happy that she wasn't phased in the least by the fish, and its blood and guts. It was like, 'yep, that's a huge juicy worm being skewered on a hook and it's guts are squishing out. yep, that's the fishs' blood. yep, that's its guts, and now it's all cut up.' And did I mention that going for a boat ride is the funnest thing ever? Unless you count daddy driving the 4-wheeler as fast as it can go with some serious precious cargo (me and Evelyn). I kept thinking she would be scared because her daddy was driving like a maniac (love him), but whenever I would look at her face she was smiling away, and sometimes even screaming her head-off, in-sinc with dad. Good times.
She's smiling away here, in full winter apparel. Yes, it snowed. "Evelyn! Levi!" (Click)
Love love love!
