So, life has been pretty nice around here lately. Erik continues to be the funnest person I have ever known, and I am so glad that I get to share life with him. Elliot is growing up, becoming really conversational, and still has a really great imagination. He is still pretending to be different kinds of animals quite a lot, but now they have names. And he's also naming his toy animals. It all started when he got a little stretchy plastic lizard as a prize after his first trip to the dentist. He decided to name it Lupine, like the purple flowers he learned of during the spring when they were lining the sides of the freeway. Then last week at church a friend came over to Elliot and said, "Hi, Elliot", a seemingly appropriate greeting. But she was sternly corrected by Elliot, who told her his name was Lupine, and that he was a cat. He was crawling on all fours just as cats do, and got his hand stepped on my an unassuming adult trying to come in the doorway. He screamed really loud, and yelled through the tears, "Someone stepped on the cat's hand!"
The next day he pretended to be a fish at the pool, of course, and then later riding in the car, pretended to be a bird. Out of curiosity, I asked him what the bird's name was. After a long pause, he answered, "The bird's name is just.... it's just Cattyboo." Then he had to be called Cattyboo for most of the night and the next following days. I thought it was cute, especially the graceful flying he does with his wings, though Erik wasn't so thrilled when Elliot told us that Cattyboo is a girl bird. Hmm....
The next animal, Erik did approve of: A turtle named Marshall. Now that's manly. That's a new one as of today, but I can't wait to see what his creative little mind comes up with next. :)
