Wednesday, February 22, 2012
Eliza, Our Only Only Child
She has monopolized the mind of our mini-est Mangum. Between constantly begging to "go over to Eliza's house" we have gleaned some info about this friend of Avery's.
She is "the best girl in the world."
She is in high school.
She doesn't have any brothers or sisters.
Her Dad wears a blue shirt and brown pants and has black hair.
Her favorite foods are bananas, oranges, and gingerbread houses.
And she likes to do whatever Avery happens to be doing at that very moment.
I tell Avery that we can't go over to Eliza's house because I don't know where she lives (a very reasonable excuse, I thought).
"Yes you do!", she protests. "She lives at 16 in the house by the flowers." In fact, one day we were making a routine trip to Costco. I had all four kids in the car, and suddenly Avery shouts, "We just passed Eliza's house!" What was funny is all of us whipped our heads around to catch a glimpse of the residence of this mysterious child.
"You missed it", remarked Avery at our craning necks.
Avery regularly fills us in on the details of Eliza's life and answers all our questions about her. I'm amused by this exercise and even more amused that her siblings seem to go along with it. Hazel, I think, is convinced that this is a real person of whom she will someday soon make the acquaintance.
Actually, I'm started to think that is the case, too...