I was frightened of my shadow as a child, but Mr. Yoy was a friendly little guy.
Big E stopped a bus boy (more of a man) who was on a mission to set up some tables.
MY NAME IS BIG E!
THE IS MY BROTHER, LITTLE E!
THAT IS MY MOMMY!
AND MY DADDY, MR. YOY!
I AM THREE! (as he holds up 5 fingers)
I HAD A THOMAS BIRTHDAY CAKE!
I PEED THROUGH MY DIAPER! (a few days ago)
The man graciously engaged in polite conversation with Big E, but I'm sure he was thinking:
THIS KID IS WEIRD AND WHY WON'T HE STOP TALKING TO ME?
Finally, the bus boy was able to breakaway from his conversation with Big E and get back to work.
Remind me to never tell Big E the following:
1) Social security numbers
2) Alarm code
3) Credit Card numbers
4) I.Q. score
5) My weight
6) Any deep, dark secrets or gossip
Because, clearly, he is just waiting for the opportunity to drop all of this good, juicy info on some random stranger.
I suggest you do the same.
Maybe Big E will be a journalist. He is very adept at holding conversations with adults. He especially enjoys peppering them with thousands and thousands of inappopriate personal questions.