Meet Baby Squirrel.
She doesn't know how to walk yet, hence the reason she is crawling up the stairs.
She communicates through a very cute, albeit high-pitched squeal.
She even drinks baby squirrel milk. Strangely, it looks like water.
We are three months into the coolest stage of acting in character. Just the other day, we were walking down the stairs when Sojo stopped and announced, "I'm a baby egg and I'm hatching." She then went through some sort of egg hatching process that involved squishing her face up and clenching her fists, and then informed me that some of the pieces fell on the stairs behind her. Add 'eggshell' to her expanding vocabulary.
The best part is that she goes to sleep as one animal...let's say, the baby squirrel. So the next morning, you say something like, "Morning, baby squirrel!" and she looks at you like you are completely batty and says, "I'm not a baby squirrel! I'm a nice chicken!"
Of course you are, sweetie.