“Don’t sing that song or the giant shrimp monster will EAT YOU!”
The song was Raffi’s bananaphone. We were using a fake banana as a phone. I thought it was a good time. Ezri (with her imaginary shrimp monster backing her) did not.
me: Ezri how many days a week do you want to go to preschool next fall?
Ezri: Seven!
me: How many days are in a week?
Ezri: Five I think.
Later conversation showed that she had been told that there were FIVE week days and did the reverse logic on that. Eric and I will make our decision about whether 2 or 4 preschool days is best without helpful input from Ezri.
me: I am going to drive through Taco Bell. Do you want something to eat?
Ezri: Do they have tacos?
me: Yes. Do you want a taco?
Ezri: No. Do they have bells?
me: Why would they have. . . oh.
She very much enjoyed the chicken soft taco without lettuce that she did not want. Ezri was disappointed they only have a picture of a bell in their logo, not bells on the menu.
“He is a she because he is a girl dog. She is another word for girl. He needs a leash for going on a walk.”
She’s still working on her concept of pronouns.
Duck feeding has returned at Cosley Zoo.
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I love these. Not only because it’s a great chance to “talk” with Ezri, but also with her momma, with whom I rarely see.
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