Whistlin' Dixie

Bree has been learning to whistle for several months now, and she can get a nice consistent whistle when sucking air in. But to produce any decent sound, the poor girl sounds like she's hyperventilating because she has to pull in so much air so fast. This week though, she finally figured out how to whistle when blowing out. It's much less exhausting to both whistler and listener alike. :)

The girls are both getting so big. Tonight I noticed that Bree didn't even have to stretch to reach the handles on the bathroom sink. And Eve has changed in some ways, but stayed frustratingly but adorably the same in others. She's talking a lot, and using such grown up phrasing and inflection. And you can see in those mischievious blue eyes that she understands everything she's telling you -- she's not just parroting what she hears. And those blonde curls continue to be her get out of jail free card. They're irresistible! It's so difficult to get on to her because she just too cute, man!

Evy's been potty training over the last fee weeks. She's got it down with the training potty, but she's still not comfortable climbing up on the real toilet yet. She's a little old for potty training, but Andrea wanted to wait until summertime so the trainee could run around the house naked without getting cold. And we had some road trips planned earlier in the season that would have proven too challenging for the fledgling toileteer.

Also Andrea started homeschooling the girls last week. Really, it's just Bree, but Evy has to be in the middle of everything, so she's hitting the books along with her older sister.

Good times with the three women and a daddy.