Evan officially has two houses. We went on record yesterday as the new owners of our little gray house across the street. We spent the afternoon today in the back yard at our new house, showing Evan the finer points of child labor.



I guess I figure that if there's going to be a cuisinart on wheels sitting around, it's better if the boy knows how to use it. He'll be less likely to mow his fingers off.

For years I've thought it was "dexthropromorphan". Today, after careful reading of the Robitussin bottle, I have discovered it's actually much easier to say: "dextromethorphan." What a load off my mind.