[Rustle, rustle, as the kids wake up from naps]
“Goodness.”
“Why do you say, ‘goodness’? Say ‘lamp.'”
“Lamp.” [This, I assume, as he’s looking out the window to the streetlamp. And pointing, getting fingerprints all over my window.]
“Say ‘bird.'”
“Lamp.”
“We have a lamp inside our house, too. Say ‘dog.'”
“Tractor.”
“No tractor, ‘thaniel. Do you mean ‘truck’?”
“Truck.”
“Yes, there is a truck on the street. But no tractor.”
[Then a whole discussion about trucks, trains, and tractors, complete with “choo choo” “chug chug” and “beep beep” after they name each machine. You see why I let this go on for about ten minutes before getting them? I love that they can hold a conversation, however lopsided. And I love that Katherine can’t control where the conversation goes, no matter how hard she tries.]
Erin