Piece of Crying
One morning, after a brief meltdown about something (I don't recall what), Evan had something on his eye that I wanted to wipe off before it went into his eye. I asked him to hold still so that I could wipe it. His response was "It's just a piece of crying."
Mars
While driving down Warwick Avenue (a rather busy 4-lane divided road for those not familiar with Warwick) last week, we saw a truck parked partially on the sidewalk and partially still in the road. Upon seeing it, I said to Bruce "On what planet would someone ever think that was an appropriate place to park?" Without a moments hesitation from the back seat, Evan replied "Mars". I think he hit the nail on the head...the driver of that truck must have been from another planet!
Throw the Baby into My Belly
Once I found out I was pregnant, we started telling Evan that he was going to be a big brother and we were going to have another baby. We wanted to get him used to the idea (as much as possible) before his baby brother was born. Early on, most of the mentioning of the baby came from us but in recent weeks Evan has been talking a lot about his baby brother.
The other night while having dinner on the deck, Evan said "I'm gonna have my brother in my belly too. Throw the baby into my belly, mommy. Just open up your shirt and throw him to me." Oh if it were only that easy!
Those Eyes Won't Close, Mommy
Nap time in the big boy bed has been a little challenging at times. After reading a story or two, I try to get Evan to calm down, lay down and close his eyes. When I say "Just relax and close your eyes, buddy," his response is "Those eyes won't close mommy," as he blinks them dramatically.
I love his stories and Evan-isms!
I love his stories and Evan-isms!
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