This morning Anderson was having a conversation with his sister and it consisted of...kdlksjlkjdfkjkdsa nooooo (he said this several times and all ending in "no"). With a big smile on his face, he was trying to get Myla to respond - she giggled and smiled. Gibberish to gibberish, I bet she knew what he was saying too! I laughed - internally - and complemented Anderson on being sweet to his sissy, but told him to be careful - he was practically on top of her in her car seat.
I am finding myself trying to find a way to pause time so that I can enjoy and savor each of these sweet moments. I am definitely not ready for Anderson to start making more sense to me. I just love the conversations he having with us. When Dada's home he usually calls out for Dada and when Trevor responds he says "ummmmmmm." He just wants dada to pay attention to him...which is never a problem.
Myla is a talker too! I swear she says "mama," but of course it's when she is hungry. She coos and talks a lot - at least when she's awake. She's getting to the point that she wants a lot of attention so that she can talk and smile. I guess I can say that's one thing each of my sweeties get from me...the love of jibber jabbing :-)
