What a difference a day makes. . .

Yesterday Ezri was sick. Eric made her a cozy nest in the basement of blankets and other machine washable pillows and stuffed animals.

This is Ezri today talking about yesterday. “One day ago I was vomity and Buckety made me feel better I think.” She had our red bucket who followed me around during my morning sickness and was affectionately dubbed “Buckety” near her for most of yesterday.

Ezri watched her first feature length film in her basement cozy. Pixar’s Cars for the record. She usually hasn’t the attention span to sit still for a movie, but yesterday was a very still day.

Although she could not keep down pedialyte or jello, Ezri really wanted one of the oranges on our counter. Ezri said, “I want a orange.” She was told no because she was sick. She said, “I want a orange. I will use buckety.” Translation if you give me an orange I will get my vomit in the red bucket, so there’s no problem with giving me one of those oranges. We waited until today for oranges, but we’ve eaten an orange today and it was delicious.

Ezri also insisted on being dressed in her dresses with tights yesterday rather than pants. She went through three dresses. It can’t all go in the bucket. Even though she didn’t feel well she looked good!

Today she has been playing up a storm and wearing pants and Buckety need not be in the room with us.
Here she is saying, “I am a silly clown!” with blue play dough on her nose.