On Talking to Oliver...a lesson from Amelia

The other morning Amelia woke up and found Oliver enjoying a small bowl of cereal at the dining room table.  She thought it was really silly that he was sitting on the table eating cereal with a teeny tiny spoon.

I made our breakfast and brought it to the table so we could eat with Oliver.  As we were sitting down, I said..

"Good Morning, Oliver!  How are you today?"

Amelia looked at me and quickly said...

**Sigh**  " You know, he's not real Mommy."  

The look on her face was worth a thousand words....it was a mix of irritation and concern, not to mention disappointment. She seemed utterly shocked that I was nutty enough to be talking to a stuffed doll.  

But.....because she's only two years old, I quickly convinced her that mommies speak "Elf" and that we can talk to each other without her hearing. And again, because she's two, she totally bought it. Thank goodness because cell phone calls to Oliver have been priceless during not so nice Amelia moments!

Oh, and because Amelia is Amelia, she was upset with Oliver for using HER bowl and HER cup........