My life was stressful in May. There was lots of uncertainty about housing, employment, and relationships. Evan apparently caught on to the uncertainty, because he started asking me very specific questions about the future - where are we going to live? what are we going to do? when will Parker visit? etc. Evan is a planner and things either happen or don't - so he needed answers.
One afternoon when we were driving I couldn't hear him very well because the windows were open and the radio was on. And I probably was not very excited to talk about probabilities and options. After mumbling some lame responses to his first questions, I had to ask him two or three times to repeat his last question.
Finally I rolled up the window and turned off the music and asked him to repeat his question. He said, "Something, something, something."
Very mature.
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