Conversations with Eliot, cont.

Eliot is recovering from a week of bad health, and is in a very emphatic mood, both for the positive and the negative.

"I don't want to stand up! I want to lie down!"
"Sure, why don't you lie down."
"Don't be helpful!"

Over chocolate icecream, the only part of dinner she could eat:
"How good this is!"

What charms us every day is the incredible clarity with which she processes life, which saves, I think, a lot of the two-year-old frustration. She came in from the sandbox a moment ago with face and mouth covered with sand.

"Mum, wash it, please! I should have had a waffle before I got sand in my mouth."