Friday, May 30, 2008

you know this happened, because why would I make it up?

Evan: "Daddy, come play with me."

Eric: "I will in a minute, Evan. I have to heat up the soup for your supper."

Evan: "Daddies don't cook. They eat."


Tonight in the back yard, Evan was busy with a shovel and a watering can creating "new substances" (remember Dusty Gusty Wuff?). He said he was an astrophysicist, and that his name was "Dr. Biology."

Tuesday, May 27, 2008

neighborhood watch

Evan: "Heading home to Wallace."

Eric: "That's right."

Evan: "Did you remember that we named our house Wallace?"

Eric: "I just now remembered it when you said that."

Evan: "Do you think we should give our house a better name, like The Police Station?"

my goodness

Sage: "My Daddy!"

Evan: "Fine. Then it's my Mommy."

Sage: "No! My Mommy."

Evan: "Sage, they're our parents."

Sage: "No! My ourparents."

Monday, May 19, 2008


Now Sage is getting in on the knock-knock joke act. Here's hers:

Sage: "Knock knock."

Eric: "Who's there?"

Sage: "SAGE!!!"

She likes to tell it four or five times in a row, to make sure you got it.

Thursday, May 15, 2008

pep talk

Tonight I was singing the great Paul Simon lullaby "St. Judy's Comet" to Evan as he snuggled in bed. When I got to the line, "Cuz if I can't sing my boy to sleep, well it makes your famous Daddy look so dumb," Evan pulled his thumb out of his mouth and assured me that I was neither dumb nor famous.

Monday, May 12, 2008

and then there were two

Evan has come up with another funny knock-knock joke:

Evan: "Knock knock."

Eric: "Who's there?"

Evan: "Evan."

Eric: "Evan who?"

Evan: "Evan! Your son! Are you crazy? Don't you know your own son?"

Sunday, May 11, 2008


This morning I was trying to get Sage dressed, but she kept evading me. Eventually Evan happened by, playing policeman as he often does. I asked him to help me detain Sage. Here's how I found her a few minutes later:

Saturday, May 10, 2008

Friday, May 9, 2008

with the help of weapons, even love can be cool

Today Evan brought home from school a deluxe Mother's Day card — a booklet, really — for Sonja, full of his illustrations. On the last page was "The Love Army." Note the parachuting hearts in picture 3, and the soldier with the gun that shoots hearts in picture 4.

Monday, May 5, 2008

trial and error

Sage (in the tub): "I bite my knee."

Eric: "No Sage, don't bite your knee."

[Sage bites her knee.]

Sage: "Owww! My knee hurt."

Eric: "Well, you shouldn't bite your knee."


Sage: "I bite my foot."

Sunday, May 4, 2008

shell game

Evan (crawling into the living room with a green towel across his back): "Guess what I am."

Eric: "A turtle."

Evan: "Yes. A very sensitive and intelligent turtle."

yard sail

Dusty Gusty Wuff

Dusty Gusty Wuff (above) is a new product Evan has invented. I'm not sure what the market for it would be, but maybe he knows something I don't.

Saturday, May 3, 2008