spring fashions

northern belle


the colonel

three at last, three at last, thank God Almighty, she is three at last...

Sage, Joseph, Owen, sugar


partied out

strained eyes, credibility

Evan: "Read me some Tintin."

Eric: "I want to read you some 'Sign of the Beaver.' The type in Tintin is really small. It kind of hurts my eyes."

Evan: "You should wear your damn glasses."

Eric: "Evan!"

Evan: "I meant, like, a beaver dam."

I'm sure she did

"Daddy, Sage said a really mean and un-understandable thing!"

superbad

Evan has come up with what he admits is pretty much the worst superhero ever: Superhead. It's just this human head that flies around fighting crime. Other than flight, its only real powers are biting and negotiating.

eastern religion

Evan: "We didn't do anything for Easter at my school."

Eric: "That's because Easter is a religious holiday, and people who don't practice that religion would feel left out."

Evan: "Oh. Are we Eastern?"

we have a winner

Yesterday, on the car ride back from Oregon, we were playing "Woot Toot" — a rhyming word game. Evan contributed the following:

"What do you call a guy who works in a church who gets covered in black stuff?"

(Silence.)

"A greased priest."

The Socratic Method

Evan's latest crush is Penny, the animated protagonist from the Disney movie "Bolt." He and I just had the following conversation:

Evan: "Who's your favorite character in 'Bolt'?"

Eric (trying to remember the name "Rhino"): "Umm...."

Evan: "Besides Rhino."

Eric: "Umm... I think I like those pigeons best."

Evan: "Besides Rhino and the pigeons."

Eric: "Umm... I guess Bolt."

Evan: "Besides Rhino and the pigeons and Bolt."

Eric: "Umm... Penny?"

Evan: "That's my boy."

homesick

The good news: today seemed, after four months of gray, like the most perfect day in the history of history.
The bad news: Sage has pink eye.
The other good news: that means we had to stay home.

2 Dandelions

1,001 Daffodils

Blossom Dearie

yard sail 3

tough love

Tonight at dinner, Sage fell out of her chair. While she was crying and being comforted by Sonja, Evan and I had the following exchange:

Evan: "She probably wasn't sitting in her chair properly. This happens so often I've sort of stopped feeling sorry for her."

Eric: "She's just a little girl."

Evan: "It's kind of her fault."

Eric: "She's just a little girl."

Evan: "If she hears you saying that, she might never reach her full potential."