Greg, as usual; this time jumping off the couch

Greg was with us again this evening. This time, his yellow turtleneck and black pants seem to have made it through the laundry. When I came home, Ian was in his pajamas, but the "Greg-formerly-known-as-Daniel" was in what apparently amounts to the only clothing in Greg's entire wardrobe.

At one point, Daniel had a couch-cushion on the livingroom floor, and he had this routine of climbing onto the couch, standing up, and jumping 2.x feet onto the cushion. After one of those bold stunts, he reported the following to me:

Daniel: Greg jumped on this pile.

Me: What? "Pile"?

Daniel: Yeah, because my name is Greg.

(December 5, 2008)