Here I am, at the boat.

I'm doing Evangeline's hair. It was frizzed.

And to keep her calm and quiet as I redo things, I'm talking to her. What else should I do? She requested the "bouncy bouncy story", and I was willing, for a change, to oblige her.

Now, in total and perfect fairness, the bouncy bouncy story is the most annoying story I know, especially since you have to whine to tell it right.

But seriously? It's a big ferry terminal, and a lot of empty seats in the middle of the day. I sure would not have sat down right next to me. Can't imagine why Mr. "OMG STOP TALKING" did.

After five minutes of nonstop, rather hypocritical "how annoying and she talks more than the baby and just shut up" and all, I interrupt myself long enough to point out, politely, that it's a big building and if he doesn't want to listen to me talk he can just fuck off sit elsewhere - children present, remember! - not that it made a difference.

At this point, the woman sitting across from both of us decided that he was staring at her. (Or maybe she was just pissed at the way he kept talking to himself about me talking to Evangeline and wanted to cause trouble. I don't know.) So she yelled at him, he yelled at her, she called over a guard and talked all about how "that guy" was bothering her and me (well, he *was* bothering me), and left. Which meant that for the next few minutes until the boat came the weird guy stopped talking about me and instead talked incessantly about her and about, ironically, how unimportant she was to him.

The end result of all this is that Evangeline's hair really kinda stayed a mess. Very annoying. I could've thrown a scrunchy at the guy, except I don't think it really would have helped much.

Have to wake Evangeline soon and go pick up Ana.

I still can't get that girl to tell me about her day at school, ever!

But we've been having great fun lately (or I have, anyway) playing what is soon to be my most favoritest game ever: Guess What Book Ana Read At School Today.

I ask her questions, she answers them, and then I stun and amaze her by knowing what book it is. So long as her teacher doesn't do anything obscure, I'm good.

On Thursday I guessed The Kissing Hand based on the information that it involved kissing a hand. (Well, really.)

On Friday I wowed Ana by guessing Morris the Moose Goes to School. After narrowing the book down to "humans", "children and three adults", and "it doesn't rhyme", Ana volunteered that "he couldn't buy the candy", and I went "Wait... is there a moose in that book?" "YES! HOW DID YOU KNOW?"

Yesterday I got Chrysanthemum from "not people, mice" and "child mice" and "they wear clothes" and "they weren't nice to her and then they were" and, finally, "they were jealous because of her name". Then she mentioned a similar book with a worried girl and was amazed all over when I said "Wemberly Worried" at her.

I am on a roll. Wish me luck for today's round, everybody!

Edit: Flying School Bus, and it's *not* the Magic School Bus series. Help?