Adam was terribly gassy today, so as he cried, I placed him on his playmat and told him, "I'll be right back, buddy. I'm getting you some medicine."
With that, Elizabeth threw herself to the floor, began writhing and cried, "I need medicine, Mommy."
and dramatically added, "I dyyyyyyyyyyyyyyying!"
I stifled a giggle and asked, just to make sure I heard her correctly: What did you say?"
"Oh, Mommy. I DYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYING. NEED MEDICINE!"
With such a performance, how can I not pass the drama queen crown down to her?