Chatter Box

10:15 and she's finally down. Latest bedtime in a bit. She was doing so well the past few nights going down by 9:00 no crying then tonight she freaked out when I tried to put her down (tantrums are in these days). The next hour plus she just talked and talked and talked about everything her little 20 month old brain knows about.

We talked about the pretty sky, air planes, the moon, lights, fire trucks. She bit Billy Bears toes (then hugged and kissed him). She requests Mommy bite Daddy. Then her. She talked about ketchup and french fries. (Here we pause for a few seconds when she stops, purses her lips, rolls her eyes up and furrows her brow, gears cranking, "what can I talk about next" then she has it and we're off again!)  Chelley. Char. The noise she doesn't like. The noise she does like. Toe boo boos. The ice cream truck. Books. Fans. She requested her owl water.  She pet Duchess. She sang the alphabet. She counted to 10 (okay 8). She sang twinkle twinkle.

Even though I'm exhausted it was amazing to lay in bed with Sean and watch her little brain work. 

She's a smart cookie. We're in trouble...