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."
Friday, May 30, 2008
Tuesday, May 27, 2008
Monday, May 19, 2008
Thursday, May 15, 2008
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
Sunday, May 11, 2008
Friday, May 9, 2008
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.