At the Chattanooga Market on Sunday, Eliza stayed at this table with giant magnets for the longest time, competing with the much older boy next to her to build the tallest tower. She was not at all intimidated by all the older boys around her. I hope this never changes. Eliza, my strong-willed girl. She always tells me she is “brave like Batman.” And it’s really true.
A couple of days ago, E and I were hanging out. I gave her something, and she said “Thank you.” I said, in an exaggerated tone, “You are welcome!”
Her response: “I’m not welcome, I’m Eliza!”
After I stopped laughing, I had to reverse the roles to get her to see that it was funny, but once she did, she’s been telling it to everyone.
Jason celebrated his birthday, and Eliza was happy to provide cupcakes, party hats, balloons, and singing. There’s nothing she loves more than a birthday party.
Next is Easter, and she’s excited about the Easter Bunny, although she seems convinced that the Easter Bunny and Santa Claus are the same. After all, they both bring presents, right? She said, “You can’t see the Easter Bunny, mommy, because he dresses up like Santa Claus.” Hmmm…she has a complex little mind, that’s for sure.
Eliza has become quite the story teller, after having so many books read to her. She already has a great sense of how to put a story together, although she loses her train of thought sometimes. It’s interesting what comes out in these “tales.” In this one, she admits she got frustrated (“very good frustrated”) when her cousin wanted to watch something besides Elmo during her recent visit to Nana’s.
Thanks to daddy for the awesome subtitles.
Oh, and the strange references to the North Wind come from a book she has about Rolie Polie Olie.
Eliza made her first snowman, almost as big as she is. She had a blast. She says she loves winter time, but I think we’re all really looking forward to spring. It has been the worst winter since we moved here six years ago, and quite frankly, we’re all a little sick of the snow.
She has also discovered a love for hot chocolate with little marshmallows. So, it’s not all bad.
