That's it. She actually turned into a marshmallow. This comes as no suprise, since she's had to have 2 big marshmallows every morning before her "real" breakfast and vitamin. I could hear the angels singing the day we actually ran out, and I had to break the news to her. The unfortunate part, is that she realizes she can still get her marshmallow fix via the box of Lucky Charms. As much as I tell her she needs to eat the crunchy things, too, I usually get the leftovers minus the crunchy little blobs of colorful sugar.
So we know that Ellison loves to be enclosed and snuggled up in things. The latest is a pillowcase. She requests that I hold it open for her long enough to get her little bod in it, then I have to "close it". If one little hair from her head escapes the small confines and makes it into the opening, she becomes desperate, begging for mercy, "Close it tight, Mom!".
[July 9, 2009]
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