Clara talks in her sleep.
At 12 months, she would say, "Mama mama mama boob boob boob," and go back to sleep.
At 18 months, she said, "Where mama? Want other boob," and go back to sleep.
Now she tosses and turns fitfully as if dreaming of something traumatic, yell, "More popsicles!!!" ...and go back to sleep.
She orders me around a lot. "Stop
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