She made a gun with her fingers last night and told me she was shooting me. I asked her why she was shooting me, and she answered "I'm shooting you with GORGEOUS". Where did she come up with that?
She has an on again/off again imaginary friend named baby Tim. It's not unusual for her to tell me to be quiet because baby Tim is sleeping.
Ezra was blowing raspberries a couple of nights ago as I was attempting to feed him dinner. After gently telling him, "no, sir" several times...he just kept doing it. Ella looked at me and told me, "Mom, he's not being sef-controlled".