Scene 1: Eating Lunch. Lillian is eating peanut butter and honey, Amanda has a PB&J with her homemade jam that set up beautifully (if you were wondering). Nora is sitting nearby in a bumpo-type chair.
Lillian: (laughing) Nora made a shovel. She made a shovel.
Lillian: I'm eating my sandwich in my own chair. I have my own chair. That's.... I WANT TO WASH MY HANDS!
Me: OK, let's go to the sink. (Walks to sink)
Lillian: I need soap.
Me: Are you finished with your sandwich?
Lillian: No, thanks. (Walks back to the table starts eating again) You're drinking Daddy's sicky water, I'm sicky, I'm a big girl. I have juice. My juice is for Nora and you have Daddy's sicky water. [When I was sick, I drank from a certain water bottle and called it my sicky water, so she would know not to drink from it too. I am currently drinking from this bottle.] Please flowers... (she says to my Mother's Day flowers on the table) I'm trying to get up.
Me: What do you want the flowers to do?
Lillian: Eating sandwiches. Do you need some, flowers? They need sandwiches. Need sandwiches. She growed up.
Me: Who grew up?
Lillian: Nora! Nora growed up.
Me: Just now?
Lillian: Nora growed up. (Nora spits up) BURP cloth, BURP cloth!
(I wipe Nora's mouth)
Lillian: MOM, MOM, MOM, MOM
Lillian: Do you want to share your water? Come on, it will be fun.
Me: You have juice.
Lillian: No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, yum, yum, yum, yum. Mmmmm, bread. (She takes a bite then starts to pretend cry)
Me: What's wrong?
Lillian: Yum, yum, yum. I can't reach you. (She pretends to try to reach me with her legs) I can't reach you to tickle you.
Me: That's silly.
Lillian: I want to wash hands.