Apparently these are all totally different things.
Eliot is a big fan of "Finding Nemo", and so today he said to me, "Mommy, I'm a scuba diver!" and then proceeded to swim around the living room.
I went about my normal business of thinking deep and thought provoking thoughts while laying on the couch with my eyes closed. A few minutes later, Eliot came up to me with a toy shovel and started scraping it along my leg. Then he did the same thing to Ivy, as well as several toys.
I asked him what he was doing and he said "Scooping."
"Why are you scooping?"
"Mommy, I already TOLD you. I'm a SCOOP DIVER!"
Well, duh.
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