Car sputtered and died this morning. Sister kindly sent me to work, not before fetching Ryan from pre-school. Took a few photos of him pretending to be animals.

Clockwise: A snake, a tiger, a monkey and a… I forgot. Could be Ice-T.

Later his mom e-mailed me the following conversation that took place after I got out of the car:

Ryan: Where’s A-Yi going?
Ryan’s mom: A-Yi’s going to work.
Ryan: Why A-Yi going to work?
Ryan’s mom: To make money…
Ryan: Make money for me?
Ryan’s mom: No. Make money for herself.
Ryan: Cannot. Cannot make money for herself. Must make money for Ryan.