Bold Beautiful Bevan!

Bold couldn't describe Bevan better. She has really blossomed into a bold child. Brigden was such a delightful child and really took us by surprise because he didn't show us any defiance or much independence until the age of 3, but Bevan has been exactly the opposite. I don't even think she was one year old before she started informing us of her independence. Since we've already adjusted to the shock of her determination and independence, it's fun to watch others go through the same wide eyed amazement as they watch her boldly do what she wants, or at least try all the time to do so.


She is a wonderful loving child and usually content, but those frequent occurances where she wants what she wants and she doesn't get it can be quite piercing to the ears. She yells as loud as she can and we all cover our ears. We've been working on educating her on better (and quieter) manners, but in the meanwhile she's our little bold beauty!


Here she is with our sweet, submissive, and kind Halen. You can almost just see the difference in their personalities in their faces.

This is one of my favorites. Bevan is basically Dave's female clone. It's amazing how much she resembles him in his baby pictures. I love this picture because she is seriously crying and yelling at me because I won't let her have Mountain Dew. Will someone please tell her she's not even 18 months old yet. It's probably what Dave would look like if I tried to take his Mountain Dew away from him. So ironic and yet so perfect that his clone would be so angry that she couldn't have his favorite drink.

Strangely, she is an amazing helper. She loves to pick things up and is frequently found putting chairs back under the counter, wiping down furniture, or cleaning up messes. Here she is dusting the end table and not even under my direction. She wanted to do it all on her own after seeing her brothers and sister cleaning and found the rag all by herself to do so.

Just the other day I found her putting sunscreen all over herself in the front room on the carpet and was very frustrated upon finding the excess on the carpet. She immediately sensed my frustration and ran and grabbed a rag to clean up her mess. I was amazed at her initiative, not so amazed at her thoughtless mess. She was quite frustrated when I wouldn't let her clean all of it up on her own.

Regardless of her independence, she has been such a joy in our lives. I love to hold her. She loves to give kisses on the lips and kisses with noses (eskimo kisses.) She loves to be held and adored and is very genuine. She loves to eat and is found standing in front of the snack cupboard frequently throughout the day yelling (not asking) for something to snack on. She is extremely content outside sitting on her big wheel, not riding it necesarily, just sitting. She loves Sesame Street, applesauce, muffins, hot dogs, oranges, fruit leather, fruit and veggie smoothies, and sauces. She'll drink ketchup, strawberry jam, and ranch dressing if I'm not monitoring her eating during mealtime. She gets this from her father, as well. She is so fun to watch at a playground because she tries everything. She isn't afraid of any of it and has great balance and body control to be able to handle whatever she comes upon. She gets so excited about going down the slides and thoroughly enjoys them each time down.

She loves to play self initiated peek a boo, listen to us read "I'm a little teapot" to her, dance to music, and suck on one binky while holding two other binkies in her hands (just in case).

We absolutely adore her and feel so blessed to have had her join our family!