poor choice of words

Sage: "I wan' out. Go away bubbles."

Eric: "Okay, you're ready to get out of the tub?"

Sage: "No! I wan' stay in baff."

Eric: "Okay, you can stay in for a few more minutes."

Sage: "Noooo! I wan' OUT!"

Eric: "You just don't like to have any option taken off the table. You like to have your cake and eat it too."

Sage: "I WAN' CAKE!!!!!!!"

semantics

Sage would like it to be known that, contrary to what adults may say, the words "my" and "your" can never have the same meaning. Thus:

Sage (hugging Eric's leg): "My daddy."

Eric: "That's right. Your daddy."

Sage: "No! My daddy!"

monologue

Evan: "If Sage's baby doll were a real baby, that would be terrible. I'd have to take care of it. Because Sage would just be bonking it around and putting it in the potty. If Sage were the president... I wouldn't recommend it. Things would go really badly, and then the police would have to come and arrest her. Like a robber. Hey, robbers must be cold, because they have brrr in their names, and brrr is a sign that you're cold. So even though it's not winter anymore, robbers are still cold. Which is what they deserve."

keeping the instrument in tune

Sometimes, as we drive along, we hear Sage in the back seat rehearsing some of her favorite words for no one in particular: "No. Mine. Mine. No. Nomine. No."

all these options

Evan: "Do you want to be the helicopter pilot or the rescuers or the guy who needs to be rescued?"

Eric: "Well, who do you want to be?"

Evan: "Nooo! You have to choose!"

Eric: "Okay, I'll be the helicopter pilot."

Evan: "No, I'm the helicopter pilot."

Eric: "Okay, I'll be the guy who needs to be rescued."

Evan: "No! Be one of the rescuers."

Eric: "Evan, every time you say you're going to give me a choice, you actually end up choosing for me."

Evan: "Well someday you'll get it right."

lifestyle

Tonight Evan and I saw a commercial for an "active adult resort community."

Evan: "That looks like the life of my dreams."

Eric: (10 second pause to process this), "That looks like a gated community on a golf course. Is living on a golf course the life of your dreams?"

Evan: "I'd be okay with it."

Bulletin: Evan is interested in what Evan is interested in

Today we visited the Woodland Park Zoo with Omi and Poppop. Evan loves the zoo, but seems most interested in the animals who are there voluntarily. Today he tried to befriend a squirrel while the rest of us were getting a close-up of two grey wolves. He also kept up a running commentary on a seagull while the rest of us were admiring the two huge bears directly behind it. And when we pointed out three wallaroos to him, he pointed out the zookeeper who was coming to feed them: "Wow, a wild person!"

little shaver

I don't have any new pictures to post, but I wanted to update the blog, so here are some old ones, from the summer of '06. There's no blade on the razor he's using, FYI.

Go away, inhaler

Eric: "We need to give you your inhaler before bedtime."

Sage: "No! Go away, inhaler!"

Eric: "You certainly do like to boss things around, don't you?"

Sage: "Boss, boss, boss!"

vegetable rights

Evan at dinner: "Are these free-range peas?"

Evan, I've decided, will never see the contradiction.

"I'm full. Can I have dessert?"

conversation over pudding cups

Evan: "Water has no taste, but I still like it better than milk."

Eric: "I like milk better sometimes and water better sometimes. Depends on what kind of mood I'm in."

Evan: "Which do you like better when you're angry?"

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Evan: "Nothing like a pudding cup."

Eric: "Yep. It hits the spot."

Evan: "Hits it with a billy club?"

company

Yesterday morning I woke up and found a small plush tiger next to my head. Sage had come in and put it there -- because no one should have to sleep without stuffed animals.