Elsa-isms.

The day after we got home from vacation, Cohen had a pre-school field trip to the pumpkin patch.

Elsa and I tagged along.

These two.  At first, I thought having them 14 months apart was a curse.  But really, it's a blessing. They are the best of friends.

Elsa, herself, is funny.
I have a entire notepad dedicated entirely to the hilarious things that Elsa says.

For example:
"I'm getting very drink-y" when she's thirsty.
"I yarned" when she yawns.
"I just "bless-you-ed" on myself!" when she sneezes.
"Look, a mail-bus" when she sees the mailman jeep.
"I can't hold that, I'm full-with-hands" when her hands are full.
"My nose is fluffy" when her nose is stuffy.

Or, the time she had a lesson about the Holy Ghost, at church.  But she misinterpreted what they were saying; and later that week when we were driving past our neighbor's house...  The neighbor's that have a farm...  Elsa shouted out: "Look Reagan, it's the holy goats!  We learned about the holy goats at church, and there they are!".  I didn't have the heart to correct her.

Over the summer, one afternoon Elsa decided to put her artistic skills to work, and she drew pictures of "butts" all over the walls in the hall, and guest bathroom.
I had just started chemo, and I was none-too-happy to be cleaning pictures of butts off of the wall.

Earlier this week, I found one picture I must have missed.

Now I can laugh about it

But the Elsa-ism that really takes the cake happened while we were in Hawaii.

Elsa was listening to a Katy Perry song, Hot and Cold.  She kept rewinding an excerpt from the song, and listening to it over, and over.  And she was laughing hysterically!

Kay asked Elsa, what was so funny?
Elsa replied, "she says PMS".

Kay said, "Elsa, do you know what PMS is?".
Elsa responded, "You know, Grandma, it means, like, peeing-a-mess on the floor".

Then, it was my turn to laugh!
In fact, I'm still laughing.