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Amelia often pleads the 5th in social situations, but rarely stops talking when she’s home.  She is especially verbose when she wakes up every morning, and when Tim comes home from work.  This morning’s monologue, approximately:

“Mommy, today let’s make an igloo with two windows and a door, and we’ll put some chairs in there, and a cot with some stuffed animals, and lots of blankets so we can have a snuggle party and then we’ll sleep in it.  We have to go get some white blocks from Target, or maybe I can make some with some papers, and then we’ll put down some blocks like this, this, this, this, this, then we’ll put some on top and it will be finished so we can sleep in it.  Let’s do it RIGHT NOW.  And for my birthday it will be in five more weeks in March and I want an easel with a round little table and chair and some cups with paint and a paint brush so I can make a lot of fancy pictures.  And let’s go outside and sit on our bottoms and put our legs out and kick each other in the air like kangaroos, and I want to ride on a giant bird with seatbelts and some blankets. Did you know that my Uncle Zack and Uncle Motorcycle Banana Cycle are really, really funny? And Mom, someday when there’s a baby in your tummy, you need to drink water so she’ll grow into my baby sister like a tree and my baby sister’s name will be Anna and then you and Daddy will have one, two, three kids.   And, Mom, I already told you that I need a unicycle.”