chatterbox

Grwoing up I can remember being called a chatterbox.
Can you?
Here's what little G had to "say" on the way home last night.
We went out and about and were returning home past her bedtime.
I think she was trying to keep busy so she wouldnt fall asleep!
The conversation went like this, but not EXACTLY mind you:
"dOG,bird, drink,baNANA, dOG, dOG, hot, HHHot, HHot,stop, eat, baNANA, apple, ba you get the picture.
A half hour ride...... the sounds are bold.
It was a quiet ride home
but little G had a lot to say!

I remain,
Under His wings,
Anna