We watched part of one of those (disgusting) nanny shows one night and Evan was outraged by the troubled kids behavior. Evan couldn't believe how this child in need of discipline spoke to his parents. The longer we watched the more outraged Evan got. I was intrigued by Evan's sense of righteousness, especially since he is the child most likely in our family to say and do inappropriate things. I questioned him about this and he informed me that when he said or did things that were not 100% kosher, he wasn't doing it seriously like the kid on tv. (reinforcing my theory that the whole tough guy thing is all an act) I told Evan I was going to get a naughty chair so that he could see just how often he stepped out of line.
Now that we are staying at the rental in utopia and not at our own unfinished place, we do quite a bit of walking back and forth between the rental and our own unfinished place. I have noticed that on these walks it is always (and only) tough talking Evan who grabs my hand to hold as we are walking down the street.
Evan had archery in camp. He really wants his own bow and arrow so he can shoot more. We happened to be walking down a street of a nearby town and saw a sign in a store for archery. We went in to check out the deal, and it was a serious archery store for hunters. I asked Evan if he wanted to shoot animals. (Fearing he would say YES and then I'd have to obsess about all the serial killers who hurt animals as children) Evan rolled his eyes at me and reminded me about the time when we found a conch shell at the beach and he made me throw it back in because there was still a conch living in it and he couldn't face the idea of being the one to kill it. Of course he didn't want to shoot animals, he said (with an eye roll), he wanted to shoot at a target.
awww. I heart Evan. Then again, I heart all your kids. They're great human beings. If only they were older or I was younger. *Sigh*
Posted by: Laura | August 21, 2007 at 09:51 PM