Ezri Speaks

Can one take too many photos of her children in boxes?

Another collection of quotes from the girl:

“Look, I am a chicken – a magic chicken.” She was flapping her wings while jumping on her trampoline.

“I will always have this hair until I am a skeleton.”

Talking to her own reflection in the window, “Hi, Ezri, what are you doing?”

“After I put on my cupcake pajamas I am going to be a weeping angel.” Her dad taught her to play “weeping angel.” It’s like red light, green light – but creepier. She’s very good at moving a step and then holding the exact position she had before.

“Let’s scratch the back of Baby Agent.” This is a quote during Ezri’s game of secret agent. Ezri likes to play secret agent after reading the book, 006 and a Half by Kes Gray. She has enjoyed several of Gray’s Daisy Books. I think Daisy is a kindred spirit. Daisy makes up a spy language that reminds me of Ezri’s made up “friendly alien” language. So, Ivan is the Baby Agent and I am the Mama Agent and Ezri is 004 and a half. She’s not that old yet, but I let her play more mature. She likes telling me how sneaky she is. Announcing your sneakiness may not be the way to practice the art of stealth.

“I am really really old. I am SIX!”

“We are having a underwear and fur party.” When I looked Ezri was wearing only her underwear and was in the cardboard box with Sushi, the cat.

Ezri: Tweet Tweet Tweet
Amanda: Are you a bird?
Ezri: No, I have a bird in my brain