LMJ has just taken off with her communication. She is beginning to have rudimentary conversation and what is about to follow is 1) not articulate to anyone except maybe me and hubby, although once translated it makes perfect sense and 2) about the longest train of thought she’s had. Also important to the context is that LM has just started preK in a public school and while the transition goes well there is a lot of additional emotion coming from all sides and, although LM is always dramatic, her tears are bountiful right now.
Me: The babies on the bus cry “wah wah wah”.
LMJ: I’m a baby.
Me: No, you’re not a baby; you’re a…
LMJ: Big Girl!
Me: That’s right. You’re a big girl.
LMJ: Babies cry.
Me: That’s right. Babies cry.
LMJ: LM’s a baby.
Hahahahahahaha! She was not trying to be funny – just literal. And, as a side note, I condone crying at all ages for many reasons.