Elizabeth-isms

Elizabeth to Isaac, while watching football together: "Were you a Viking or a mascot?"

After I put Amelie to sleep in her crib: "Mama, when you hear the baby crying, will you scamper into her room?"

As Elizabeth left the bathroom, I gently reminded her to flush. She stopped abruptly and said, "Oh! I bet my poop would like to go see its poop friends!"

In the car on the way to church: "I sure like having a baby sister, but I'm glad I still have a Grandma."

A week or two before Amelie was born, Elizabeth gave birth to an imaginary baby named Christina. Christina has been very present in our family since then. Elizabeth frequently has to nurse Christina, get up during meals to give Christina a bottle, or put her back in her (imaginary) high chair after she's fallen out. The other day, she told me that Christina was teething. When I asked how the teething was going, she answered, "She cried a little when the tooth was coming up through her lungs." Poor imaginary baby! (By the way, Christina joins Elizabeth's other child, Bear, and "Christina's big sister," who remains unnamed.)

And since Amelie has gotten all the pictures and attention lately, here's a picture of Elizabeth. She just went pretend fishing (the Boppy pillow was her "belly boat") and she's holding up an imaginary sunfish for me to photograph.