Eli went in for his nap on Saturday after lunch, but he didn't fall asleep. After I heard him sing Twinkle Twinkle Little Star for the 4th time, I went in to remind him it was nap time and that he needed to sleep. He was sitting up when I walked in, so I said, "Eli, you need to lay down." He replied, "I don't want to lay down. I want to lay up."
One stormy evening Eli was playing with a train when the following exchange took place. I guess my ears were playing tricks on me because I swear this is what he was saying.
E: American is coming.
Me: American is coming? What does that mean?
E: No, American is coming.
Me: Coming where? I don't understand.
E: Larry King is coming.
Me: Larry King? What??
E: No, A-MAR-I-CANE is coming!
Me: Oh, you're saying a hurricane is coming!
Our ice maker got jammed, so I pulled out the entire ice tray part to dump some of it out. When I pulled it out, a bunch of cubes went flying. Eli comes flying over saying, "What a mess! What happened!?!" over and over. I said, "I dropped some ice cubes." He picked one up and threw it in the sink. He ran away saying, "I'm sorry you made a mess." I was left cleaning it up alone. :)
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