Juliana talks a lot – she never seems to run out of things to say and is never out of breath. Whatever she is thinking comes tumbling out, no filter, no context, often random statements unrelated to anything happening at that moment.
We were walking down the stairs together when she said the following: “Mommy, I know…I will be the Princess, Ruslan will be the Prince and Wyatt will be our Pet Bat.”
I have no idea where that came from and she immediately started to talk about something else. It’s confusing, it makes my brain hurt, I want to understand, but the words…the words…why do there have to be so many.