Yesterday Iris invented a new game called Freezer. She pretends to be a frozen food and I put her in the freezer, aka the couch. Then I remove her from the freezer, prepare her appropriately, and take a bite.

Here favorite variation is where she is made into a burger, because I can pat out the patty (“pat, pat”), put her in the skillet (“sizzle!”), flip her over, then put her on a bun (two couch cushions). “You almost forgot the HP sauce!” says Iris.

On one round, I said she was a box of popsicles.

> **Me:** I’m going to open up this box and take out a banana popsicle. Mmm! [I chew on her arm.]

> **Iris:** That’s not a popsicle, that’s an arm.

> (pause)

> **Iris:** Do boxes have arms?