Here is a good Evan story. We were at the kitchen table one day and Evan turns to me and says "Mom, did you know that 8 is a letter?" I look at him and ask "Are you sure you aren't confusing 8 with A?" After all, they do sort of sound alike. But Evan says "nope" and insisted again that 8 was a letter and not a number. So then I tell him "Well, you know how to spell your name and A is in your name so you're SURE you're not confused?" He then looks me straight in the eye and says "My name is spelled EV8N!" LOL. Ok, ok! I just dropped it after that, goofy kid!
15 years ago
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lol, reminds me of my Charlotte who used to regularly argue with Isaac about the color of my car. It was red and she used to always say it was pink. I think the only reason she has ceased arguing about that one is that we sold the car. She also insists that she's not a person, she's a kid and if I call her my daughter she'll say "I'm not a daughter, I'm Charlotte." For awhile 'There's a Wocket in my Pocket" was 'The other tooth book' but she has finally given in on that one! I could go on, but I think you get the point!
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