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e: I am a very good helper.
A: Are you dusting?
e: No. I am undusting with my unduster. Sometimes when I’m not undusting I ride it for being a witch.

I teach Ivan lots of things, even some bad things like not listening.

Here’s Ivan requesting his sister read him a book and Ezri explaining that she’s too busy just now.
(Ivan chasing Ezri down the hallway carrying his book Go, Maisy, Go)
i : Evvie, read Maisy! Evvie, read Maisy!
e: I am very busy working taping these ponies mouths. They will go crazy if I don’t.

We were talking about the beginning of preschool. I said I did not know who Ezri’s teacher would be this year and this is what she said.
“I hope I have my regular teacher. Mrs. Paul is the greatest teacher ever. Other kids might think their teacher is the greatest, but the real greatest teacher is Mrs. Paul.” Today the letter came that Ezri is placed in Mrs. Paul’s class this fall. Her face lit up with joy and she said, “I am so excited for that.”

Playing in the car:
e: Let’s play I Spy With My Little Eye!
A: Okay.
e: I spy something green.
A: Is it grass?
e: No.
A: Is it a tree?
e: No.
A: Is it shrubbery?
e: No.
A: I give up what is it?
e: A conifer.
A: I never would’ve guessed that.
e: Let’s play again. I spy something blue.
A: Is it a car?
e: No.
A: Is it a street sign.
e: No.
A: Is it the sky?
e: No.
A: I give up what is it?
e: I forget now. I don’t see it anymore.

Lizardmen are invading and threaten to overrun Ponyville. Team Pony, which includes a griffin and a Spider Queen, must stop them.

Before the role play, the girls were styling the ponies. Ezri said, “Their hair must be extra fancy for Battle.” Lydia said, “We must do the pony’s hair so they will be ready for WAR.” They had a pre-battle fasion show too I believe.

The game almost didn’t happen due to a pitched shrieking outburst of contention over the Pinky Pie pony. But, in the end Team Pony stopped the Lizard People and Ponyville was saved. Whew! Go, Team Pony. Thanks to our friend, Rich, for being uber patient DMing with small gamers.

Ezri helped make belated birthday cupcakes and picked out their toppers.

This photo was the answer to, “Which one do you think Eric will want?”

Here’s dad and Ezri cleaning off the feet of their superhero toppers with their tongues.

This is the birthday card Ezri drew of her and Eric hugging.

Ezri has been devoting a lot of time to bathing and styling her plastic ponies.

She likes to give them baths almost each afternoon lately.

So, it wasn’t surprising when this pony was the big hit from the bag of resold play dough toys.
First you feed it snacks – often extruded “french fries” from another play dough toy.

Then it grows a mane and tail which Ezri can style and then trim with the play dough scissors.

And if your little brother cuts off all it’s hair, you can always make more.

Okay.

Ezri had a lot of fun splashing, swimming and playing in the sand with friends at Phillips Park in Aurora.

Ezri enjoys the first strawberries from our containers in the backyard.

Ezri tells me this drawing is a giant with a cold. He wears a pink hat that his Uncle Tom made him to stay warm. His snot is pink. Later she decided that it wasn’t snot but a bloody nose like the one she got last winter when the air was so dry.

Here are a couple of other conversations with Ezri.

Our Charles Darwin doll wants to be “the king of all Grandpas.” To do this he must win The Grandpa Competition four times in a row. Ezri has combed his hair to perfect smoothness to prepare him for the competition. She tells me he will sing in the competition.

e: Amanda, the robots want me to have a donut.
A: Which robots?
e: R2D2 and C3PO’s friends.
A: The droids think we should drive through Dunkin’ Donuts?
e: Yes, the robots think Ivan wants a donut too. Robots like sprinkles.

Ezri taught me how to play Ball Bounce Bonanza. Put a ball in a bucket of water and dump it over your opponent’s head yelling “Ball Bounce Bonanza!” This game is best played in a wading pool.

We’ve also been making a lot of play dough worm families for whom Ezri narrates adventures. She makes them beds with worm pillows, blankets (worms need very long blankets) and teddy worms. She uses a worm voice to whine that they are hungry and in a weary voice Ezri says, “Okay, okay, okay, I will make you some food.” She helps them learn to use the potty. Nothing like helping a playdough worm use the playdough worm potty and wipe with playdough toilet paper and wash its wiggles (since it has no hands) and dry on the playdough towel. She makes them playdough balls to play with and she carries them around in a bucket for safe travel. “I made them the worm potty because they don’t want worm poop all over their house.” She made them a table and a bathtub too. She will declare, “I’m going back to the factory. The worms need a cozy!” This repeats for the many material needs of her worm family. Just when I thought they had all they could need, Ezri began work on a worm bookshelf with books. Everyone needs books.