Feezy Lives

Like Lazarus, it seems Madeline's imaginary friend has a second lease on life. (Read about this bestial man's sudden and unexpected death here.)

Me: Madeline, please stop that. (That referring to her pressing every single button on our landline phone.)

Madeline: I can't. I'm doin' an email.

(No, our landline does not have texting capabilities. Nor does my cell phone. I have no idea where she picks up on this kind of stuff.)

Me: Please stop. Now.

Madeline: I have to finish this email to Feezy.

Me: Feezy? I thought he was dead.

Madeline: No. He's in the phone.

Not on the phone...but in it. So is being trapped in a portable phone some sort of bizarre twist on purgatory for imaginary friends?

Madeline: He's not dead.

I guess not.