One of Ella's favorite games is "flying". She made it up on her own -- unless Daddy taught it to her when I wasn't looking. Basically, she stands on our bed with her arms outstretched to the sides. Then she yells, "I fly!" and falls face-first onto the bed. The girl has no fear! She gets such a kick out of it, and honestly so do I. It makes me smile. Thankfully, she hasn't hurt herself yet. She taught it to her friend Harry the other week and instead of a bed they used a huge bean bag.
