Evanisms

Evan (playing with trains): Diesel is pretending to be a freight car.
Me: Isn't Diesel already a freight car?
Evan: No... Diesel is an engine.

Evan: E-V-A-N, Evan. (He can spell his name now).

Me: You need to start going poop on the potty.
Evan: Next time.
Me: No, how about this time?
Evan: Next week.

Isaac
My very laid-back, reluctant-to-cry baby who can bump his head, feel great hunger, and hear kids scream without shedding a tear, has found something to cry about. Keys. Whenever he gets a hold of my car keys and then I have to take them away, he cries so hard that his lower lip quivers and I can actually still hear his newborn cry in his voice -- the kind of cry where he is so upset, he can barely catch his breath. I'm trying very hard to not let him see the keys so that we don't have to go through that whole thing.