Noah, Evan and friends

Evan has had a series of friends/ alter egos- first squirrels (around Halloween), then dogs (grateful for that change), then dinosaurs (friends only - Longneck the brontosaurus and Noah's tiny Plantina), and now bunnies.  He named himself Carrot.  At Aunt Karyl 's house (for Jake's bar mitzvah), he found Janine's old stuffed bunny, which he seemed to look on as his lapin avatar. Aunt Karyl gave him a fresh carrot for Carrot.  He refused to leave it behind, and Janine and Aunt Karyl kindly let him have it.  He has since renamed it Nibble.  Here are the boys wearing  their Camp Laurelwood T-shirts with Longneck and Nibble.

At kid city

Maybe our last visit, because even Evan is getting little old.

Evie snap circuits

Noah loves school

From sometime in 2006 - On the way to school today, Noah said, "I'm so happy to go back to school." (He had been out earlier this week with a nasty case of pink eye - are there any cases that aren't nasty?) The day before, he asked me to sing "Jolly Holiday" from Mary Poppins "with teachers" - i.e., "It's a jolly holiday with teachers. Teachers make your heart so light."

7/31/12

Revisiting this blog after a false start five years ago. 

Today, Noah is at video game design camp at Wesleyan.  Gina is visiting between conferences in Boston.  Evan is hanging out at home, currently playing with Snap Circuits.  "Oh.  Wow!  Mom!  This is just cool!  That was so cool, right!  Mom, look!  Mom, look!  Mom, look!  MOM, LOOK!"

"I can't look now.  I'm cleaning up lunch."

"Mom, look!"

"You need to leave me alone for a few minutes."

"Mom, look!"

"Tell somebody else, ok?"

"There's no one else."

"Just make somebody up, ok?"

Evan needs to go back to camp.

Evan continues his "obchession" - making us all play regular chess, making Noah and David play Japanese chess, and making Halmoni play Korean chess.  He cheats, but still, he's getting pretty good.  Would be better if he didn't telegraph his plans ("Go ahead.  Take my rook.  I don't mind.  Go ahead.  It's ok.  I want you to.  Really.  Take my rook.")