Conversations...

I love how much Rowan is talking and how we now have "conversations"...

For example:
We were having some quiet time playing in her room before her nap she heard the train "boom" (we live by a really loud railyard where the cars are latching together and it is quite noisy during the day.) Here is how our conversation went:

Rowan: Whoa, train.
Me: Yea, that was loud
Rowan: Train crash
Me: Yea, the cars are latching together
Rowan: Uh-oh, train boo boo
Me: The train is okay
Rowan: Train hurt?
Me: No, the train is okay
Rowan: Train go back doctor?
Me: No, the train is okay, its just getting ready for a long ride
Rowan: Ride train?!? (As in, I want to ride the train)
Me: Sure, sometime soon, we will ride the train
Rowan: No fall off the train
Me: No, dont fall, thats dangerous
Rowan: Yea, get hurt, go back doctor (and then she gets the most pathetic look on her face like SHE is actually hurt and is sad that she is hurt).

I just start laughing hysterically because of her train of thought (sorry for the pun). I cant believe that we are able to carry on conversations together. Some of them...well, alright, most of them are ridiculous...but I love that she is old enough for us to "talk." It just makes me look forward to so many more "talks" ahead.

She starts checking herself over for boo boos and inevitably finds the one freckle on her arm and points to it. This "boo boo" always requires a kiss. Grant and I together probably have thousands of freckles, but our child has one and she acts like it tortures her. It is hilarious! I am anxious to see if her little sister has freckles like we do!!!!!