Tales from Eliza

 Eliza was listening to John snore and had a conversation with Ruth about how Dad was roaring. 

Susan was telling Eliza that she was cute. Eliza said, "no, no, no." Susan told Eliza that she was cute again, and again. The third time, Eliza slipped to the floor in a toddler fit. Susan and everyone in the room burst out laughing. Eliza looked around at everyone, realizing that they were laughing at her and got up on all fours and crawled away saying, "roar, roar, roar."

I gave Eliza a long think tootsie roll. She looked at it and said, "It's a nake. I eat a nake." She then took a bite and said, "It's a yummy nake." She then got off the couch and started doing a little dance in the middle of the floor and singing, "Yummy nake, yummy nake."

I gave Eliza a short fat and bumped tootsie roll. Eliza said, "It's not a nake." I said, yes, "it looks more like poop." Eliza liked that and said, "I eat poop. It's yummy poop." And she proceeded to eat it up. As Eliza left the room, I asked her what she just ate and she said, "I eat yummy poop."