DD is 3.6 but earlier in the year we had almost hourly conversations which consisted of:
DD: Mummy's a gural
Me: yes, Mummy's a girl
DD: I a gural
ME: Yes, dd's a girl
DD: daddy's a boy
Me: Yes, Daddy's a boy
DD: Ds's a boy
Me: Yes, Ds's a boy
DD: Woowee's a boy
Me: Yes, Louis's a boy (the cat)
DD: Best friend is a gural
me: Yes, Best Friend's a girl
this would go on ad infinitum, and would go on even if I didn't really contribute to the conversation. I've only just realised due to this thread that we've come out the other side of it.
today we driving in car....
DD: How many do you want?
Me: how many what, sweet pea?
DD: How many?
Me: what are you talking about?
DD: How many you want?
Me: I don't know what you mean, my darling?
DD: you like red ones?
Me: Red what?
DD: You like green?
Me: Yes I like green
DD: You like black?
Me: Yes I like black
DD: You like red?
Me: Yes I like red
DD: You like blue?
Me: Yes I like blue
DD: theres two red ones... we drive past two red cars, so I assume she knew she was talking about cars but it took me that long to cotton on.
We also get continuous MummyMummyMummyMummyMummyMummyMummyMummyMummyMummyMummyMummyMummyMummyMummyMummyMummyMummyMummyMummy MummyMummyMummyMummy or else the same few words said over and over and over and over again if I don't answer every single question/statement/request. sometimes i think maybe I shouldn't pander to every single thing she says, but then she wears me down with incessance (is that a real word? brain is fried)
It's peaceful when she sleeps
BTW I LOVE her joie de vivre and especially when strangers smile or remark on it. They tend to want to bottle it for themselves.