Ch-ch-ch-chatterbox!

I overheard or initiated all of these phrases today.

Lucy was climbing down from the one chair she's allowed to climb on. She got stuck and politely said

"Help... help... help..."


Tracy and I finally had a night with no work events and no election coverage and no gigs, etc. so Tina the Great and her faithful sidekick Esther the Magnificent watched Lucy while Tracy and I sneaked out for a quick date. On the way to Tina's we asked Lucy if she wanted to go see Tina & Essy.

"Tina! Essy!"


On the drive home we passed an Applebee's restaurant. Lucy pointed at the logo and said

"Apple!"


On the highway we played a counting game.
"Lucy, can you say ONE?"
"Two!"
"Lucy, can you say THREE?"
"Four!"
"Lucy, can you say FIVE?"
"Six!"
"Lucy, can you say SEVEN?"
"Eight!"
"Lucy, can you say NINE?"
"Ten!"


Driving down the long, densely wooded driveway to our apartment Lucy pointed out the window and said

"Trees!"


Walking from the car to our home, Tracy said "Hace calor afuera" (It's cold outside) and Lucy gave a pretend shiver and said

"Frio!"