After dinner, Evie enjoyed reading to us from the joke book that was my brother's.
I had told Evie we could look into whether she is old enough to do puppy training classes with Edison, but that she needed to remind me because I tend to forget to do things if I don't do them right then. Her solution was to write me a note on a piece of cardboard. I found that hysterical, and it appeals to both my stage manager and speech-language pathologist sensibilities.
Evie blew me away this week when she mentioned at dinner one night that she remembered going somewhere for Grandma Jeanne's birthday and there being a band. We had to keep asking questions until we finally realized it was when we went to Bahama Breeze THREE YEARS AGO! The memory on this kid!



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