Hell's Angel

I mentioned before that we nurse at an earlier time so Evelyn can put herself to sleep. During this time alone in her crib she usually changes the settings on her mobile, babbles a little to herself and then begins rattling the rail of her crib like a wild animal in the zoo. Her latest attention getter is throwing the entire contents of her crib onto the floor-her lovey, pacifier, bottle (of very watered down juice) if she has one and sometimes the blanket makes it half way out. She then begins crying pretty hard and you walk in to find her standing with a big smile and not one single tear saying "ooh-ooh" because you KNOW this was an accident, right? We're strict about using the Nanny911 approach of not talking when we walk in but can't help the smiles. She's totally trying to play us and it's hilarious. She definitely has my personality. We're going to get a run for our money when this little angel turns 13.