Tigers & Hippos

Sunday morning, we were running late... again. Drew was putting Livy in her car seat and when he buckled her up she said,
"Ow! My back hurts!"
I told Drew that she had mentioned her back hurting a couple days ago when she was riding in her car seat, so I told him to make sure there wasn't anything poking her in the back. He felt all around, and nothing. He told Livy she was fine, there was nothing there. But still, she insisted, and she was just about in tears when she said,
"But it hurts my back!!"
Drew checked again, and still nothing? Finally, she reached her hand behind her back, pulled it back out, held up the same empty hand and said,
"Oh! It was just my yittle tiger!"
Drew and I about fell out! That girl and her imagination! Drew asked if he could pet her little tiger and she said,
"No! He's a scary tiger!"

On the same topic, she has a "yittle hippo" that follows her around as well. The hippo has been around for a while... in fact, we're having a Little Hippo Birthday party this year in honor of said friend. But evidently, Livy takes the little hippo to church with her every Sunday, and I think she's pushing her limits in Children's Church. Sometimes she likes to focus a little too much on the little hippo and not enough on the lessons. Little hippo better straighten up or he'll be forced to come to big church with Mama!