So it begins...

I have long dreamt of the day I would have conversations with my children. I eagerly listen, straining to make sense of the non-stop stream of words/babble as Logan chats the day away. I have even tried to convince myself once or twice that he strung together multiple, discernable words like I love you. Truth be told, I have been trying to brainwash him with the "I love you Mommy" mantra for several months now.

Logan has been learning new words like mad since early fall. He never tires of pointing at things and asking, "This?" Nodding with satisfaction at each new word. Until recently, I believe he was storing most of the information for future use, preferring to stick to the 20 or so tried and true words he had mastered. Sure, I would hear him practicing new words in the wee hours of the morning when he is feeling particularly chatty, but he was definitely stingy with them when adults were present.

So imagine my pride when he broke out his first full sentence in front of not just one, but an entire house full of family and friends. Sadly, my attempts at I love you Mommy were a bit off. Somehow it came out, "Go away Mommy! You go away!"

Were these the conversations of my dreams?

Absolutely!