Send Her Back

posted by Evan Jake at 7:54 PM

That's me in the picture with my kid sister, Sarah Gill. I like Sarah Gill. She's really sweet and I can tell she totally looks up to me. But she's been hanging around here for the better part of five months, and I think it's time for her to go. Really, I think I've had enough. She needs to go.

Just this week I told Mommy that she needs to go back to the doctor and give Sarah Gill back to the hospital. Mommy just laughed and thought I was being cute and silly. I don't think she understands. She needs to give Sarah Gill back. For good.

Forget about how Sarah Gill is angling in on all my old toys. And forget about how I'm always being told to be quiet and not yell because Sarah Gill is sleeping. And nevermind the pink baby socks mixed in with my laundry. No, it's the fact that I can't spend more than 90 seconds alone with Mommy without being interrupted. Either Sarah Gill is crying. Or Sarah Gill needs to eat. Or Sarah Gill needs to go down for a nap. Or Sarah Gill needs to eat during her nap. Or Sarah Gill's clothes need to get washed. Or Sarah Gill needs new toys. Or Mommy needs to go shopping for Sarah Gill's diaper cream. Meanwhile, I'm left with some old Play-Doh and a dried out magic marker.

So, yeah. This is my house. I was here first. I'm not jealous. I'm simply claiming my birthright. Sarah Gill, you're out of luck, sister friend. Back you go. Nice knowing you!

~:O

Return to Normalcy

posted by Evan Jake at 7:40 PM

Wow, what a week. First there was the end of the World Series. The Phillies won! Then there was the big Presidential election. And right in the middle was Halloween with lots of candy!

That's me in the first picture in my Halloween costume after collecting my haul of sweets from all of our new neighbors. It was fun going door-to-door and meeting all of the new people on our block. I got red candy bars, brown candy bars and a pencil! The candy was tasty, but that pencil was awesome!

Daddy took me Trick-or-Treating. It was the first time I had seen him in a long time. Between watching the World Series and all the election coverage, Daddy had been glued to the TV while madly tracking polls online for weeks now. Daddy even landed a ticket for the clinching game of the Phillies World Series. He went to the game and didn't even bring me home a commemorative 72oz sippy cup. Since he didn't have any memorabilia as proof, he had to show me this blurry picture as evidence that he was actually there. He claims that seeing the Phillies win the World Series was as memorable as seeing me born. The only difference is that final game -- with the rain delay and all -- lasted three whole days. It only took me one day to get born.

Anyway, now that all of that excitement is past, we're all looking forward to getting back to life as normal. And by that, I mean Daddy ignoring me to watch reruns of "How It's Made" on the Science Channel.

~:O