Sometimes, a ten minute conversation with my one-year-old will cover as many asÂ 97 topics.
Other times, it’ll go like this:
(While visiting a friend who has turtles in a little plastic pool in the backyard)
Me: Jamie, do you see the turtles?
Me: Yeah! There are six turtles.
Me: Do you see them eating?
Jamie: Turtle. Corn. OH! CORN!
Me: Yep, they’re eating corn on the cob.
Me: Corn is yummy, huh?
Jamie: CORN. TURLES EAT CORN. CORN.
Me: Yep. Okay, neat.
Jamie: Corn. Look! Corn. Turtle. Corn.
Me: Yes. Corn.
Jamie: Mama! CORN!
Me: I see. Corn.
Jamie: CORN. Turtle. CORN. Look! Corn!
And you guys? I walked away about 5 minutes in, but Jamie stood there at that pool and pointed at the corn and turtles for TEN WHOLE MINUTES, and every time someone even walked near her she pulled them into her scintillating conversation. “CORN!”
I’m still chuckling. Who knew corn was so exciting?