same old same old

Eric: "Did you have a good day at school?"

Evan: "Yeah."

Eric: "What was the most interesting thing that happened?"

Evan: "Oh... nothing really interesting happened."

Eric: "Did you have fun at recess?"

Evan: "Yeah."

Eric: "Who did you play with?"

Evan: "Oh... just... the same people as always."

Eric: "What did you play?"

Evan: "Black Widow Army Tight-ropers."

how we roll

Evan and I have been working on our freestyling. That's improvised rapping. One of the first rules is that you have to keep going — you can't stop to celebrate a cool rhyme you've come up with. Today, while we were driving along, I realized I'd forgotten to tell Evan this:

Evan: "Yeah, yeah, yeah. Me and my buddy Eric, driving down the street. ... We've got lots of things to eat. Hey! Street/Eat! That was a good rhyme! Did you hear that? Street/Eat!"

Later, we played a few games of Twenty Questions. Evan is still getting the hang of this game, too:

Evan: "Is it something that we eat?"

Eric: "Yes."

Evan: "Is it bigger than a car?"

brace yourself

"This time I'm going to do something even awesomer."

shipshape

Evan seems to have inherited his mother's ability as a visual artist, which means there's virtually nothing his father can teach him at this point. He made this picture of the Mayflower at school. That's Sonja on the high deck, Sage on the main deck, and Evan and me in the dinghy, which Evan added this morning.

Evan's fascination with prisons

Lord, let it be a phase.

Catchy

Sage has begun singing an abridged version of the ABC song. It goes:

"A, B, C, D ... Y, Z, cow, cow."

All together now...

fractions

Evan: "Am I five and a half?"

Eric: "Yes. No. You're five and a third."

Evan: "So does that mean Sage is older than me, because she has a half?"

Eric: "No. Because the number that comes first is most important. Sage is ONE and a half. And you're FIVE and a third."

Evan: "Yeah."

Eric: "You know you're older than Sage. Because you can remember a time when she didn't even exist."

Evan: "Yeah. When she was just chemicals."

Eric: "That's right."

Evan: "Tiny chemicals that cried and pooped."

naming gift

Evan: "Daddy, come here."

Eric: "Hold on. I want to put that funny thing that you just said on the blog."

Evan: "What funny thing?"

Eric: "'When I grow up, I'm going to change my first name to Officer.'"

Evan: "That's NOT FUNNY!"

Men at Work

This morning while I was dressing for work (remember that detail), Evan told the following story:

"One time I was playing over at Benjamin's, and Joseph came up to us dressed kind of like a cowboy, and asked us, 'Do I look like a cowboy?' And Benjamin said, 'You look half like a cowboy, and half like a man going to work.' That was funny! Because Joseph was trying to look cool, and men going to work don't look cool at all."

25-alarm

Evan (talking to an imaginary doctor about an imaginary person on an imaginary telephone): "Hello. Michael's going crazy. Please come immediately. With 25 ambulances." (Proceeds to simulate the sound of 25 ambulances coming.)

performance review

Evan: "You're pretty good at coloring inside the lines. Am I pretty good at coloring inside the lines?"

Eric: "Yes. You're much better at it than I was at your age."

Evan: "That's because I'm a perfectionist."

Eric: "Well, I'm kind of a perfectionist too."

Evan: "Yeah, but you don't do things perfectly."

Deathly Hallows