Regular running commentary in our house, from Marta:"Hi backpack. What'cha doin' backpack? Nothin' backpack." (She does this with anything and everything, from food to laundry.)
"(Where) Are you, Berit? Wove you, Berit."
"Hooos 'hat?" "Hi Adams."
Recent adorables:
"Marta dig, blue shovel. Daddy dig wit' da green shovel."
"Mama, sing a song. Sing da fishy song.... Stop! Sing da octopus song.... Stop! Sing da Baby Beluga song."
Me, leaving her room: "Goodnight, Marta. I love you."
Marta: "Night, Mama. Wove you."
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