Rorschach

Evan has started seeing things in the clouds — very specific things. Yesterday he saw the vacuum cleaner from the Teletubbies show. Tonight at dinner he pointed out the window and said, "Look, a cashew in the sky!"

stone cold rhymin'

Tonight Evan walked into the kitchen and started looking at Sonja from different angles. She asked him what he was doing, and I got to deliver the punchline: I'd told Evan I was checking my email; he'd told me he was going to go check my female.

taking requests

Eric: "Hand me down my walkin' cane, I'm gonna leave on the mornin' train. My sins, they have overtaken me..."

Evan: "Can you stop singing that please? I need to kind of clear my mind out."

Eric: "Okay."

Evan: "My mind-desktop is kind of cluttered."

blessing

Evan: "People and dinosaurs together would have been a terrible mess. I'm glad God understood that."

Call me baby, driver.

This morning in the car:

Eric: "You are a bit of a diva."

Sage: "No, I NOT a diva!"

Eric: "Okay... Are you a prima donna?"

Sage: "No, I NOT a peeva dava!"

Sonja: "Are you a sweetie muffin?"

Sage: "No, I NOT a seetie muffin!"

Sonja: "What are you?"

Sage: "I jus' a baby!"

a couple of words Evan has used, casually and correctly, in conversation recently

"indicated"
"enclosures"

Friday Harbor, with juice boxes

Sage and the president of her fan club.

Cody and the president of his fan club.