Roan’s teachers didn’t believe him when he told them he was going to be a beaver for Halloween (apparently kids say all kinds of things when asked about their costumes). They all laughed in delight when I verified he would indeed be attending his first school Halloween party as a Beaver.

I often ask Roan what he dreams about. One afternoon after his nap, he said: “The polar bear crashed the castle. It was terrible. Crazy. And grosss. And the zebra poo-poo.”

A conversation at the breakfast table on a morning before preschool: Casey (pretending to cry): I’m going to miss you today Roan! (stops crying and smiles) Roan (looking in wonder at Casey, a small smile curling on his lips, like “wow, he really loves me so much he’s crying”): Dada cry! Lavina: Yes, Dada’s crying … Continue reading →

Below are some of the things Roan has been saying these days that get a big laugh from us. And oh we thank God for these not too infrequent moments of unexpected laughter, as we need them throughout the day to balance out the steady abuse he subjects us to (e.g. just today he kicked … Continue reading →

Roan’s communication has gotten so good that he’s capable of telling short stories, and he tells many throughout the day. They are usually very colorful: full of half-truths, dreamlike, and semi-autobiographical. Here’s a simple little story he told the other night (we took notes while he was talking)… Roan: Man crashed a BIG truck (heavy … Continue reading →

Looks who knows everything now, and he’s still shy of 2 and 1/2! Roan has taken to correcting us on all sorts of matters. For example: Casey: Roan, let’s take off your shorts. They’re dirty. Roan: No, that’s pants. ***** Lavina: Roan, look at that red car. Roan: No, that’s a truck. ***** Casey: Be … Continue reading →