For the past eight days, I've been flattened by the nasty cold that's been going around. I'm still not even close to 50%, but tonight's bedtime conversation with Lucas motivated me to drag my butt into the office to document the moment. Please don't expect my best writing tonight. I can barely see through these bloodshot eyes.
Lately, Lucas has been pretending to play with Ella, our neighbor girl up the street – or so I thought. He's been saying things like, "Ella is laying here with me on the bed," or "Ella is jumping with me." This seems to make him wildly happy. I figured he must have a little bit of a crush on her. She wouldn't be the first one.
So tonight, as we were wrapping up the bedtime routine, he said dreamily, "Ella is putting her cheek on the pillow." And for some reason, I thought to ask him if he meant he was pretending that the Ella who lives up the street was putting her cheek on the pillow. He said no, this was a different Ella. So I asked him what she looked like. Here is his description:
"She is pink, with pink hair. She has something blue on her belly. Her arms are pink. She has something blue on her belly. She has two arms and they both are pink. Her ears look like they have moisties on them. Her belly has blue, (giggle) and she has something white on the back of her butt."
"Moisties" is the silly word we use for Aquaphor, the heavy-duty Vaseline-like moisturizer we often have to use on Lucas' dry cheeks. We've never used it on his ears, and that is the part of the description that caused me to really take note. Sure, he could be making all of it up, but what on earth would inspire him to describe an imaginary friend's ears as looking like they're covered in Aquaphor? I believe he was actually describing what he saw, as he noticed it.
So now we add Ella to the growing list of spirits he plays with. Trea is another one. I don't think I've written about her yet. She's purple and hangs out by the overhead light in his room. She doesn't like to come down to play like Ella does, but he is delighted by her presence nonetheless.
It's an interesting life…