At the start of the school year he even got all his teachers and new friends to call him Quincy...to the point where the teachers actually wanted to relabel his cubby and label all his artwork with his newfound name. We even got him an afro and yellow and green shirt to wear for Halloween, but a week before the event rolled around he became Ethan again.
This was followed by a brief Mommy phase where he wanted to be me when he grew up because "Mommy's get to cook yummy food all the time" (which I don't actually think is a great blessing, but happy he thinks his meals are palatable).
Then, a HUGE obssession with Adele. He heard one of her songs on the radio and fell in love. He would sing all her songs ALL THE TIME, wear my cashmere coat around in the heat of summer (and to sleep) because she "wore black soft furs" in her music videos, helped create a spotlight (out of Bob's bicycle headlight and some plastic cups) to shine down on his couch platform, and claimed he wanted to be "a famous singer like Adele" when he grew up. This lasted for months people, months.
And now a new phase is born. Yesterday, after school, we did something something crafty and decorated with foam stickers. He put his name down all by himself - please welcome, Ethan, aka the 'shower fixer'.
We had a leak in our master shower and had some plumbers come investigate the problem. Everyday Ethan now instead of going to school, goes to one of his "ten different workplaces" to help fix showers and save the day.