the big ask

Sage: "Do you want to give to UNICEF?"

Eric: "Absolutely."

Sage: "Okay. Give me all your money."

literal north topeka

Evan: "That's true graffiti. That wall is solid."

soy sage

Eric: "Sage, don't drink your soy sauce -- it's so salty."

Sage: "I like salty things."

Eric: "I do too, but that's too salty to drink straight."

Sage: "I like too-salty things."

men without hats

Evan (walking along with the top of an acorn on his head): "That would be funny if you were a really bad artist who couldn't make any money -- like, your paintings were really lame -- and you couldn't even afford a beret. And so you had to travel around looking for a giant acorn, so that you could wear its top as a beret. But you couldn't find one. And so you just had to keep putting the tops of regular-sized acorns on your head and trying to keep them from falling off."

helpful hints

It's now 'H' week in Sage's class, and Evan is once again helping her brainstorm things that she could take in -- or do -- for Show & Share. His suggestions so far have included:

* acting "really hateful"
* wearing earplugs ("hard of hearing")
* going in with "horrible hair"

Halloween Boutique

Evan: "This place is creepy. And that's a compliment."

don't mean a thing if it ain't got that swing

Highlights from today's post-soccer-game BBQ, which Evan declared "the awesomest party ever":

this feels like a setup

Sage: "I'm going to sing the breakup song to Boden. Because I'm breaking up with him."

Eric: "As I said, Sage, I'm afraid that's going to hurt Boden's feelings. He might not even know he's your boyfriend, and all of a sudden you're breaking up with him."

Sage: "He does know, because I told him today."

Eric: "You told him he was your boyfriend just so you could sing the breakup song to him tomorrow?"

Sage: "No, the day after tomorrow."

nothing but a G thing

Sage: "It's 'G' week at school."

Eric: "Okay. So we'll need to find something that starts with 'G' for you to take in on Friday."

Evan: "Grime!"

Eric: "Grime?"

Evan: "Or she could just take herself in: greedy."

"The S.S. Wilson"

Evan came into the kitchen and grabbed a pizza box and duct tape. An hour later: aircraft carrier.

anthropology

Sage (unhappy about being told to clean the TV room): "Aaaaaannnnnhhhh!!!"

Evan: "Now that's a traditional temper tantrum."

i got nothin'

Sorry the blog's been quiet recently. It's my memory that's failing, not Evan and Sage, who are as entertaining as ever. In lieu of a funny line, here's Evan loving the racetrack at a local hobby shop: