Remember Celia's teeny tiny friends? Yeah, they're still around in full force. We always have to accommodate them. I've had to leave a spot empty on her plate so they can get "all noodle-y." She bites her sandwiches into a tunnel for them all to go under. They go with us everywhere. When they don't ride with us, they always meet us there. And there are hundreds of them. They have a million different names and they fly all over the world to see each other. One lives in a state I've never heard of that's "by Oregon." One of them lives in "Toyo, Japan. Just like Tokyo, Japan." Well, recently, she's added the "harry potters." They're like a different tribe of teeny tiny friends. If the teeny tiny friends want to play in the living room, the harry potters want to go play on "mommy's and daddy's bed." We have not seen the new Harry Potter film (blasphemous, I know), but we did go to a Harry Potter party for the movie. So Celia has been hearing the name. Still, I'm pretty sure she thinks she came up with it. And those harry potters are just as crazy as the teeny tiny friends.
Other funny things as of late:
- Tom was feeding Sabrina the other day and making airplane noises to get her to eat. It was something like "Bewwwww." Celia said something like: "Bew is my teeny tiny friend, Daddy. So don't say that. Say 'Kewwwww'."
- The other day we were talking to Tom's parents on Skype and Celia said to them "So...we had a nice visit to your house."
- She was sitting on the couch all meditatively and said: "You remember Mommy, it's my turn on Earth!" (We then introduced her to the cheesy soundtrack of the musical "My Turn on Earth" and it's her new favorite.)
- She asked me the other day: "Mommy, were we in space when Adam and Eve were on Earth?"
- She is in the annoying asking question phase: "Where's the hairbrush, Mommy? Oh, what bathroom? Oh where? What drawer? This one? Oh, what hairbrush?"
- She still is pretty awesome at pantomime. She loves making beaches out of pillows and blankets on the floor. Today she set it all up and went fishing with a big net (sound familiar?). She caught them, picked them up with one fingers by the gills, lifted the cooler lid to drop it in, closed the lid, and went back to pick up her net again. This happened for each one and she always remembered exactly where she put the net and where the cooler was. Then she filleted them all, "grilled them up," and we ate some with plastic lemon. Delicious.
And remember how Sabrina is our trouble maker? Here she is living on the edge:
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