brotherly love

Tonight we were listening to the band James, and our son James got confused with the same-name bit. I told him that lots of people were named James, and so our clever son decided to change his first name. When you're four years old and share a name with many other people, apparently the logical step is to rename yourself Clone.

And since James was getting a new name, he chose one for Evan, too: Loser. Sweet kid, huh?