Sleep Fighter

Eliza is figuring out how things work and is getting better and better at trying to fool her loving parents. Yesterday while trying for an hour to get her to take a nap, she made each of the following pleas:

"Liza no sleepy. No nap."
"I need fooooood!!!"
"Drink, drink, DRINK! Chocolate milk. Please!!!"
"My mouth hurts."
"My check hurts."
"My eye hurts."
"Tummy hurt."
"I need bandaid."
"Change diaper!"
"I need to potty."
"I need snack."
"I need to rock."
"More books. Read!"
"It's hot!"
"I need ice!"

And no, we didn't fall for the majority of these. And yes, we finally got her to sleep. Whew.

It Wasn't Me

Last week S took Eliza to Barnes & Noble. While they were there he took her to the bathroom to wash her hands. When they got close to the bathroom, S noticed a bad smell coming from the men's room. Apparently Eliza noticed it too because she started saying,
"Daddy pooped?" over and over for everyone to hear. I have a feeling that's just the first of many embarrassing public restroom moments with her.

Potty Progress

So we aren't really potty training Eliza yet, as I'm trying to follow her lead. But, this weekend she kept sitting down on all sorts of cups and small bowls and pretending to potty (with her diaper on). So we went to Target and got her a potty chair since she seemed so into it. Of course after the first 10 minutes she lost all interest...

Purple Head

The other day I put up a couple of Halloween decorations in the yard, including a sparkly purple skeleton head that lights up. Eliza is obsessed with "purple head" and brought him back inside yesterday. She's giving him hugs and kisses and also changing his diaper (how you do that with only a head is beyond me). We crack up listening to her conversations with purple head. "Purple Head, Liza change your diaper. You stinky! Now lay down! Okay, all done." I think the girl needs more human friends.

p.s. She's not really potty training yet but she loves to wear her new Elmo panties. The other day she asked us if we wear Elmo panties too.