Ezri Speaks

Ring around the Ezri

Talking to herself

So many clones

Those photos are from our trip to the DuPage Children’s Museum last week.

Here is another collection of conversational wonders with Ezri.

Me: Who do you want to invite to your birthday party?
Ezri: Everybody! Even myself and Ivan. And grandma and grandpa I think.

Ezri: I am the big sister.
Me: Yes, you are.
Ezri: And the I am the ohdest.
Me: The oldest? Well, you are the oldest kid.
Ezri: No, no the ohdest.
Me: The oldest?
Ezri: No, the ohdest.
Me: The oddest?
Ezri: No, no the ohdest.
Me: The ohdest.
Ezri: No, mama, the ohdest.
Me: I am not understanding.
Ezri: I am not talking to you.
Me: I would like to still talk to you.
Ezri: I am very busy with my stickers. I will talk to you later, mama.
Me: Okay, let me know when you have time to talk to me.
(Eric figured out that Ezri was trying to say she was “the artist” because she was coloring and creating with stickers. She is the artist in the family.)

In a related statement:
“Hi, my name is Ezri and my cool trick is mixing colors.”

After a three day trip, upon my homecoming. . .
Me: EZRI! I need a hug. I missed you SO MUCH.
Ezri (inside my hug): You smell like baby spit-up.
Me: Yeah, that’s possible.

“Everybody in my family farts because everybody farts.”