I wondered today how much of my Amelia's conversations with herself that I miss. I was in the kitchen loading the dishwasher and Amelia was standing right outside of the kitchen. She came to me and asked if she could have an orange. I told her that I would peel her one as soon as I was done with the dishes. I then hear her talking to herself very quietly. Here is the conversation that she is having with her hand:
Hand: I want a popsicle.
Millie: No I want an orange.
Hand: Can I have a popsicle?
Millie: No.
Hand: Why?
Millie: Cause you don't have a mouth?
Hand: Why?
Millie: Cause you're my hand.
I laughed SO hard I was crying and could hardly stand. Oh, how I love my kids!!!
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