“But I don’t know the words.”
This comment was repeatedly wailed after being asked to read to herself in her room, since she would not, could not nap. She was holding a library book that we had not read often enough to memorize.
Pointing to the Obama ’08 logo on Eric’s T-shirt:
Ezri: That’s from Meghan’s laptop. That’s Meghan’s favorite.
Ezri: What’s that? It’s like a tongue for his bum!
“These raisins are grape flavored.”
“I’ll take off my socks and you kiss my feet.”
Said to me after I read Counting Kisses by Karen Katz which features a baby getting kisses on various body parts. Sums up our relationship some days.
“I am your big sister.”
This comment was said in Ezri’s version of a Darth Vader imitation into a toy microphone right next to Ivan’s head. Eric so often used this toy to say, “Ezri, I am your father,” in his Vader voice that Ezri thinks this is the microphone’s purpose. Early on in her speaking career she carried it around and said into it simply, “I father. I father.”
“We talked about bird poop.”
Just telling me about her conversation with Eric.
“One day ago.”
Ezri uses this phrase for anything that happened a long time ago. Her last doctor’s appointment in February was “one day ago.” Visiting her dad’s office 10 months ago was “one day ago.” I like her stories about what happened one day ago.
“No, no, Ivan! One at a time. One AT A TIME.”
With both kids in the back of the car, Ezri was crying because we’d had to leave the park where she was playing. Then Ivan started crying (not sure why) and Ezri yelled in her bossy big sister tone, “No, no, Ivan! One at a time. One AT A TIME.” If she can enforce the one-wailing-child-at-a-time rule, in my house I am all for it.
In other news, Ezri is now big enough to try the monkey bars. She even got herself from one rung to another before dropping. She is SO STRONG.
Ezri stayed in her room for about 20 minutes at nap time.
She emerged wearing the monkey hat and saying she just “took a little rest.”
Then she showed me how she had figured out how to climb the chair in her room and stand on its arm to open the high curtains.
YIKES!
I think the monkey was not resting.
Ezri with her comfort items (pink blankie, Woof-Woof, and Piggie).
Ezri, coming down off a bit of an upset, and now needing comfort:
Ezri: I need pink blankie! And Woof-Woof! And Piggie!
Eric: Mama can go get them for you.
Ezri: Do they weigh less than a gallon of milk?
Eric and Amanda: Yes, they are light.
Amanda had been instructed, post C-section, not to lift anything heavier than a gallon of milk, and it seems that Ezri has internalized this, and showed concern for her Mama even when in the midst of a personal crisis. She’s a good kid.
