When I talk to my daughter Jill I always ask her for an Eliza Story. She said right away this week, "I've got one for you. I couldn't get the stains off my carpet so I had my rugs professionally cleaned. They just got done and the floors were wet and Eliza had a toy on top of the fireplace she wanted. I told her we were going to have to wait until the carpet was dry. Not long after I saw Eliza upstairs holding the very toy I told her she couldn't get. I looked at her and said nothing. She looked at me and said 'Mom, did you know I can fly?' "
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