how not to get cotton candy

Evan: "Can we get some cotton candy?"

Eric: "No, I don't think we need any cotton candy."

Evan: "Well I don't think we need any poetry books."

please take me along when you slide on down

Perry and Evan at Blaisdell Pool. Later, Evan and his friends played some sort of imaginative game in which they were sailors on a ship in "platypus-infested waters." Evan started describing the game to me as we waited at the top of this slide and continued telling the story as we slid down together. That's my boy.

I'm also going to post this photo I took of Ethan, just because I'm proud of it:

no pain no gain

We've told Sage she can't get her ears pierced until she's older. This morning she disclosed her plan to get around that, which is to get stung by a bee on both earlobes.

we're a simple family, really

art criticism

Evan (seeing "American Gothic" on the wall of a restaurant): "There are those two weirdos on their lawn."

little help?

the full arsenal

Sage: "The only thing I want for lunch is Bobo's."

Eric: "No, honey. We're not getting Bobo's for lunch."

Sage: "Can we pweeeease go to Bobo's?"

Eric: "Sage, please don't use your baby voice?"

Sage: "Look at my cute face."

trading cards

Ethan!


Addison!


Evan!


Sage!

First, you own the Legos...

Then the Legos own you.

from the "how does he know that?" file

Evan (listening to a Mumford & Sons song): "This sounds kind of Celtic."

measuring success

Evan: "Ethan and I both got pretty good Lego hauls for our birthdays. I think his was taller but mine was wider."

furred nerd

Evan: "If you ever go to a nerd's house, his cat probably has glasses."

Lego cake!

Happy 9th Birthday, Evan Michael!

sigh

I have never seen a five-year-old as aware of the camera as this one.