Dribbling a soccer ball, Ivan kept chanting, “I am a soccer monster. ROAR!” The photos above are of my little soccer monster resting between runs.

Ezri and Ivan had an epic debate about whether their breakfast cereal was called Crispix or Cris-books.
i: Crisbooks
e: No, it’s Crispix.
i: CrisBOOKS.
e: Crispix!
i: CrisBOOKS!
e: CRISPIX. Amanda, tell him it’s Crispix.

Amanda: You are using the potty like a big boy.
Ivan: You’re a big boy, Manda.
His logical reasoning works, but falls into a common trap. Big boys use potties. Amanda uses a potty. Amanda is a big boy.

Ivan uses “Why?” as a response to questions where most would use “What?”. I find it endearing.
A: Do you know what this is?
i: Why?
or
A: What do you think we should play now?
i: Why?

After watching the movie Monsters Inc. at Thanksgiving, Ivan has become dedicated to being the green one-eyed monster, Mike Wazowski.
We were playing in the backyard and I was the Head of Monster University, Dean Hardscrabble. Ezri was the big blue monster, Sully, and Ivan liked to say repeatedly, “I am Mike Wazowski.” I said it was time to go inside and get ready for Ezri’s dance class. Ivan said, “No, Sully’s dance class.” I agreed, “Okay, let’s go get ready for Sully’s dance class.” When we got to class I said, “Ezri, it’s time to switch to your dance shoes.” Ivan furrowed his brow and said, “No, Sully’s dance shoes!” His insistence on Ezri being Sully and him being Mike continued for the rest of the afternoon.

Snow Angel below: