No wonder our view of history is skewed...

Overheard while walking around Green Lake:

Orange Shirt Girl:...first he lied about where he was on Tuesday night and then he lied about lying!
Black Shirt Girl: See! I told you! He's a chronological liar!

Geary: Does that mean he only lies about History?

Rock, Paper, Scissors

Recently, my dad taught Noah how to play Rock, Paper, Scissors. This is the version of the game we played tonight:

Jeana (making a fist): One, two, three.
Noah: Scissors!
Jeana puts her index and middle fingers into "scissors"
formation
Jeana (making a fist): One, two, three.
Noah: Paper!
Jeana stretches out all her fingers and tries to make her hand look flat.
Noah: Pencil!
Noah holds out his index finger and proceeds to "scribble" on Jeana's hand.
Noah: Look at me! I'm coloring art circles!

Hungry Boy

Noah: I want a waffle.
Jeana: How do you ask?
Noah: May I have waffle, please? No! No! Wait! May I have two waffles, please?