Well, a few days before Hannah was born, Addison got some pets. Some cats and some dogs...depending on the day. These animals love to run around, hide from monsters, jump, and chase us. They are blue, white, and purple...so far. Some kids have imaginary friends, my daughter has imaginary pets. I don't mind though. If I'm tired of hiding under a blanket from "monsters" her pets always seem to be willing to.
Addison is also having some pronoun issues. Phrases like, "Where is her?" or "Why is her sleeping?" have become regulars around the house. (Interestingly enough, she never mixes up him and he.) I finally couldn't take it any more, and, despite Bart's assurances that she will grow out of it, I have begun to tell her to say "she" when she incorrectly uses "her."
One day after correcting her about a million times when she was talking about Hannah, I finally said, "Addison, don't say 'her' any more. Just say 'she'."
She looked fondly at Hannah, then looked back up at me and said, "I sure love h...(thoughtful pause) she."