My daughter has an imaginary friend that she calls Nic-nac-no. Nic-nac-no has a mother named something like "Mendolin". Nic-nac-no is sometimes referred to as "she", and sometimes as "them". They apparently look like huge purple raccoons, but are not actually racoons. It is not clear what they are, but they drive down the street beside us in a "huge little, tiny red car", they teach her how to jump high and run fast, go on walks with us and sleep with her in her bed. Sometimes they come into our car and sit with her as well. I love that Reya has an imaginary friend. When I was a young adult, I used to love to watch the movie, "Drop Dead Fred". I had hoped that one of my children would have such a friend. I think it such a healthy, good thing in a developing child, and it's really fun.
Related or not, she spoke of a dream the other night about a big raccoon stuffed with string cheese that she ate. It seems that this was completely unrelated to the embodiment of Nic-nac-no, but it is an interesting possible correlation.