More Addra

Another small collection of amusing things Addra has said. She has such strange diction for a tiny child, I think. It just makes us laugh. I recognize that some of them are probably only funny to me and Brice, the parents—and only because we were there for it. The rest of you will be looking at me askance, thinking, “Another weird adoring parent sharing things that aren’t even remotely funny to read. *Long-suffering sigh.*” To you I stick out my tongue. And then I appease you by posting a bunch of photos of her at the end, so even if my stories are dorky, the pictures will be cute.

Here we go:

“I want to wear my Dora shoes, because they is very special to me.”

To Brice (a day or two after he shaved his head): “Let’s put your eyebrows back on your head so that you can have more hair.”

Addra has a lot of imaginary friends and imaginary creatures to take care of. All through dinner tonight she kept telling us she needed to take some of the food to feed her animals in the other room. Then she’d wander off (I know! we have terrible table manners), feed her animals, and come back to tell us about it. Also, when we asked her tonight who we should invite to her birthday party, the first person she said was “Lucy.” (Lucy does not exist.)

She says things like “fortunately” and “unfortunately,” and it just sounds so crazy and formal coming out of that little tiny body.

I told Addra I wanted to snuggle her to pieces, and she said, “Silly, I’m not made of fabric. I’m made of skin. . . . Except my eyes.”

“What are your eyes made of?” I said.

“Um, glass.”

Aren't you jealous that I get to hang out with her all the time?

Being excited about her crocodile pancake (yes, look closely,
there's a crocodile drawn in there--thanks, D, for the idea of using
a ketchup squirter for pancake batter!).

Coriel dressed her.

Coriel did her hair and makeup. That girl has a
bright future in the fashion industry, yes?