A day in the life

So as many mothers will admit, I am not with my children every minute of everyday. I take a shower(when Elle's asleep and Eva's watching TV) I check my email, I do the dishes(don't laugh...sometimes I do do them), I go to the bathroom, whatever, you get my point.
So on this particular day I was checking my email I believe and Eva was just really talking and so into whatever it was that she was doing.
Which included telling Elle what to do:
"Ok, now Elle you need to sit there and then when the trains going then you move."
"No Elle! Not there you need to stay there and then when the train moves..."
"Here let me help you"
(This is when warning bells go off in a mothers head) So I booked it down the stairs and this is the scene that I came upon.
Eva had made a train starting at the living room going into the kitchen, and apparently Elle was the caboose. Afraid to turn the corner wondering in what state I would find my 7 month old in I see this:
Literally she saw the camera and lit up! Eva had fashioned a little circle of blankets around Elle to keep her from moving(smart) and Elle obviously did not mind it in the least.
This is the end of the train. Don't mind the disgusting pillow that never had a pillowcase and it's from 1975...Eva can't seem to part with it in all of it's yellow stained glory.
And yes she is more than willing to let you know how old she is now...I'm hoping this will phase out by February.