In other news, while Ellie is avoiding naps as if they will give her cooties, she is also has entered a phase where apparently the only acceptable clothing once she walks in the door of her home is pajamas.
As she is still struggling somewhat with the instructions she received when they gave her a bladder, this can become problematic, as her acceptable pajamas cannot keep up with her need of pajamas.
So on Saturday, we were at Costco, and they had a lot of pajamas. I bought her another two sets, and that meant that she spent most of the weekend in her pajamas. Both my children have, for reasons unknown to me, decided that pajamas are the best costume to wear under their snow pants, so that did add to the time she spent in pajamas, but it was ridiculous.
That afternoon, Leo and Margaret trooped off to the Art Museum to do a survey of which countries different works of art were from.* Ellie wanted to stay at home because she wanted to take a nap. I was right in my assumption that when she said "wanted to take a nap," what she meant was "wanted to put on her pajamas and do anything other than take a nap."
So that she then did.
I'm certain that disassembling the couch and then spending an hour leaping from couch to cushions while wearing pajamas is almost as good as a nap.
When she tired of this, she dug a catalogue out of the trash and perused possible bedroom furniture.
She has relatively good taste -- she wanted a twin over full bunked to share with Margaret -- but she lacks a good eye for space. There's no way that bed would fit in their rooms.
*Seriously, they took a printed-out world map mounted on cardboard so that Margaret could note where everything was from. It was ADORABLE.