This boy has become a chatter box. He holds minute long conversations with me. He also loves talking to B and Scout. And his conversations with Scout(whom Dash is kind of obsessed with) sound like two Pteranodon’s talking in their high pitch whining talk. It is absolutely darling. And the cutest part about it is that he usually will start up the conversation. He doesn’t wait for me to ask him a question. As soon as he sees me, he dives right into every detail of his day. And when he isn’t talking, he is laughing. I always had a theory about third children — and how they are usually pretty stinky. Apparently, I was wrong!
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