So this morning Elizabeth is hanging out sitting with Kerry while we get ready. Suddenly she (Elizabeth) says to me, "Bear's in the cage!"
Now, anybody who communicates with toddlers knows how this game is played. You start wracking your brain trying to figure out what she's talking about, while still trying to interact with her in the hopes of getting more information. You start by repeating what she said. "The bear's in the cage?" I ask, looking at the television to see if there's such a commercial. Nothing.
"Bear's in the cage!" she says, and is very excited about this.
She's not been to the zoo lately. She doesn't really have any toys that "bear in the cage" would seem to cover. So I start trying to get more words out of her. "The bear?"
"The bear!"
"What bear?"
"In the cage!"
"Oh. Where is he?"
"In the cage!"
This isn't going anywhere. I'm starting to make jokes about her being a Russian spy trying to deliver a message. The purple pigeon flies upside down at midnight, and all that. "Is the bear in your room?" I ask.
"No."
"Is it in Katherine's room?"
"No."
"Where's the bear in the cage?"
"Right here. Mommy and Daddy's room." At this point she is pointing.
I turn around and I see her Lego table, where she has constructed what appears to be two towers. I suppose it could be a cage. "Oh!" I say, realization dawning. "Is this the cage?"
"That's the cage! Bear's in the cage!" It's like playing a game of "getting colder getting warmer".
I look in the cage, expecting to see one of her Little People animals or something. "I don't see the bear," I say.
"It's invisible."
D'oh! Faked out by a 2yr old. Needless to say, Kerry greatly enjoyed that.