Evelyn Powers

Now that I'm 5 months old, I'd like to think I've matured. These days I spend my time chewing on my moose, giggling uncontrollably and waxing philosophical.

Mom and Dad have turned this house into an amusement park for me. I kid you not, I've got more swings, bouncy seats, rockers and other rides here than they have at Disney.

And yes, I still have a mohawk. Do not mess with me.