Oh really?!

The other night before bed Eliza told us she was Jesus. Hrmmm... I always pictured Jesus' childhood with fewer tantrums. S said at least we don't have to pay for swim lessons! ;)

Stubborn

Me: Eliza, you are so stubborn.
Eliza: I'm NOT stubborn!!

Thanks for proving my point, kid. Getting dressed in the mornings has become quite a battle. Good thing she's cute.

Motivation?

At the dinner table...
Eliza: I want a sister.
T: You can't just have a sister sweetie. We have to make you a sister.
Eliza: DAD! MAKE ME A SISTER! [repeated a dozen times]



After school...
Me: I'm sorry I lost my temper this morning.
Eliza: It's okay, I find it.