Our 11 month old (what?!) Evvie continues her approach to toddlerhood. We can calm a fussy mood by holding her hands and walking anywhere. She grins wide and squeals with pride (or so I project). She plays independently with plastic barn animals, rocking chairs, butter cartons, whisks, but her corolle babies (vanilla scented) are still the favorites. She coos for books to be read over and over again with Nana. The Good Night Train and Brown Bear Brown Bear are already showing wear.

When we’re bored, we put on cute outfits and dance on hilltops

And as Parisians are fretting over the climate this week, little Evvie is disappointed that her new snowsuit can’t be used more often in December. We did have one dusting of snowflakes under the moonlight that was pretty magical.

But most days are PNW-y and we enjoy pickup truck picnics on Winch Hill or chasing chickadees in the yard.

E’s best buddy Olivia comes down the hill often for playdates.