Imaginary Friend

Isabela now has an imaginary pet baby dinosaur.  She talks to it in a squeaky voice like she does to Xander… because it is a baby.  She pointed up and told me it was on the ceiling, then it came down and sat by her.  “Look, mommy, bebé dinosaur! Come with me…”  She was walking around the house and in circles, babbling nonsense behind her at the floor where her baby dinosaur was closely following behind.

When Brandon came home for lunch earlier, she had been playing, saying “The dinosaur get me!” and running to hide under my blanket.  Then dinosaur gave daddy cosquillas (tickles).  It has just evolved into a baby.  I love her imagination!