I gave Ellery a job to organize all my thread spools by color into the new storage containers I bought. She enjoyed that so much that I suggested she organize all her hair ornaments into the leftover containers. She was happily sorting when she called out, "Mom, pretend you don't know who is organizing your stuff. I want it to be like The Elves and the Shoemaker."
Ellery was showing all the wallpapers she had saved on my Ipad. She has several categories she enjoys, including cute baby animals, Anime girls and pictures of food. She was showing a picture of coffee beans and she said, "I don't know why I saved this one."
Maybe because you thought it was chocolate," Emily suggested. Sometimes coffee beans look like chocolate."
Ellery was playing a game with a balloon, trying to keep it of the ground. At first, she gave herself 10 chances for it to touch the ground. When she had used those chances, she said, "It's okay, I still have ninety-ten chances left."
"I don't think that's a real number," Sarah said doubtfully.
"It is," Ellery assured her. "You just don't hear it very often."
Ellery and Mom were discussing Peanut, Ellery's imaginary pet mouse.
Mom: You've had Peanut for a long time, haven't you?
Ellery: Yes. I think since I was four. And now Peanut's cousins live with us too. I don't know why.
Mom: Her cousins live with us?
Ellery: Yes. Her whole family does. Well, not her mom and dad. Her mom lives in Hawaii and her dad is fighting in the war between the mice and the rats.
Mom: Oh my!
Ellery: Actually the mice already won the war. If they had lost, then all of Peanut's family would have to go live with the rats. But since the mice won, they got all the rats' stuff. Now Peanut's family is rich!
Ellery hates to get water in her eyes or on her face. During swimming lessons when it was time to put her face in the water, she would just smile sweetly and not do it. The teacher wanted her to blow bubbles in the water and Ellery brought a straw from home so she could blow bubbles without getting her face wet.
Gwyneth and Greg were in the pool and Greg was swimming around like a fish, diving down and paddling happily. Meanwhile, Gwyneth was using all of her considerable persuasive skills to coax Ellery to put her feet in the pool, then to sit on the ladder and then to move a few inches from the ladder.
Liz commented later that she was so impressed at how Greg could swim. Ellery said indignantly, "Aren't you impressed that I put my foot on the second step?"
Ellery likes to sit at the little coffee table, surrounded by her papers, markers, toys, dishes from snacks, clothes she's changed into and out of and various other bits and pieces. As I was cleaning house, I kept urging her to clean up her little domain. After repeated nagging, Ellery complained, "I don't want to do my job. I don't feel well."
I replied, "I don't feel well either and I still have to do my job."
"Let me guess," she said grumpily, "your job is bossing me."
Ellery was in bed, not asleep, keeping up a running monologue of play talk. I was in the next room, pretty much tuning it out until my ears picked out the rallying cry, "All right everyone--let's get punching!"
Dane (age 2) and Mimi were playing in the playroom when the phone rang. While Mimi was talking to Gwyneth on the phone, Dane went next door to Papa's shop and found a board. He came out wielding it like a bat.
"Can you put that back where you found it?" Mimi asked.
"Well, not quite," answered Dane. He obviously had plans for that board. Indeed, he found several inventive ways of playing with it which, luckily for Mimi, did not include clouting.
I was sitting on the couch and Ellery was walking by on her way to the bathroom. She suddenly stopped and did an odd caper while spouting nonsense syllables. She resumed her normal walking and explained, "I was just practicing being silly for when Joey is born."