Avelyn is finally old enough to be interviewed, so I thought I’d pull this out of the archives. I laughed out loud over and over again re-reading Kevin’s answers. I might do a follow up interview with him and the same survey later. If I recall this was very good for our marriage the first time around.

J: What is something Mommy always says to you?
A: I wuv you!
J: What makes me happy?
A: That I hug you and hold your hand.
J: What makes me sad?
A: When I hurt my knee, but we go home and you put new band aids on and then I come hug my Mommy and that makes me feel better.
J: How does Mommy make you laugh?
A: Um by doing funny things like juggle! juggle! juggle! juggle! with your foot! (For the record, I cannot juggle)
J: What was Mommy like as a child?
A: Well you put child stuff on.
J: How old am I?
A: Uh (holds up four fingers).
J: No you’re going to be four. How old is Mommy?
A: Uh… tall.
J: How tall am I?
A: Oh, really tall! (Holds hands way above head)
J: What is my favorite thing to do?
A: Play at the park with me!
J: What does Mom do when you’re not around?
A: Go find me.
J: If I become famous, what will it be for?
A: Me and my dad and Noah.
J: Why will I be famous for you guys?
A: ‘Cause we like you!
J: What am I really good at?
A: Saying “hewwo! hewwo!” in Spanish.
J: How do you say hello in Spanish?
A: Just like “hewwo”.
J: Oh, right.
J: What am I not very good at?
A: Not jugg-a-wing (juggling)
J: What does Mommy do for my job?
A: Um, you go to work
J: What does Mommy do at work?
A: Well you help people that got hurt.
J: What is my favorite food?
A: Macaroni and Cheese-y.
J: No it’s not!
A: Yes!! Only Macaroni and cheese for you!
J: What makes you proud of me?
A: Um that you juggle, juggle and go to the park with me! I always say you juggle.
J: Yeah I’ve noticed, but I don’t juggle so why are you saying that?
A: You don’t juggle??? Well, ’cause you always juggle. I’ll teach you one day. (Balls. Drop. Everywhere. Loudly.)
J: Okay, no more juggling. STOP.
J: If I were a cartoon character, who would I be?
A: Uh, Oscar.
J: Oscar the Grouch? Why?
A: Cause I wuv you Oscar the Grouchy. I really like Oscar Grouch.
J: What do you and I do together?
A: Uh, nuffin.
J: Nothing? We don’t do anything together?
A: Well we do sometimes. We jump, hop, play togedder.
J: How are you and I the same?
A: Our hair! Our hair make us the same.
J: Aything else?
A: Wuv. (be still my heart)
J: How are you and I different?
A: Well, our shirts don’t match
J: How do you know I love you?
A: Well, I just know that you wuv me. You silly!
J: Where is my favorite place to go?
A: Ice skate!
J: Well thanks for letting me interview you.
A: Thank you. I wuv you hop sack. (I turn around and she’s hopping around the living room in a reusable grocery bag. At least someone around here remembers to use it for something.)

















My little Hobo turned three a few weeks ago. THREE, INTERNETS. Gah! Even more astonishing is that she keeps getting better and better with age. So basically, she’s just like me. 