Eisley: "Mommy, I'd like a snack."
Me: "Would you like some goldfish?"
Eisley: "No, thank you. I want mayonnaise."
Eisley (pausing during a meltdown): "I'm having a rough day!"
Eisley (while walking to the park): "That guy looks like daddy!"
Me: "A little bit, I guess."
Eisley: "He looks like daddy because his face is crazy!"
Me (noticing Eisley is looking at the world map on our iPad rather intently): "What are you doing, Eisley?"
Eisley: "It's a map. I'm using it to look for Target."
Eisley (as we walk by a man getting into his car): "What is he doing?"
Me: "I'm not sure."
Eisley: "He's going to go home and have dinner allllll by himself."
Clearly, we are not making friends with strangers, given her running commentary on everything around us. But I must say, she is also very sweet when it comes to pointing out complimentary things, too. She'll say, "Oooooh, that lady has pretty painted toenails!" or, "Look! She has a braid just like Elsa!" We walked past an old woman at the grocery store and Eisley told me breathlessly how beautiful she was. (I secretly hoped she heard it.)
I also feel the need to mention that she recently created an imaginary friend named Jenny, who has a mom also named Jenny, and it continues to make me laugh.
— Further reading: Conversations with Eisley (part one).