It's been quite a while since I relinquished power over the radio in the car and made up my mind to use the time between daycare and home for conversation. With a Toddler. Initially, that was a whole lot like trying to talk to a snide punkass teenager. I would ask a question, she would answer me in one word, using a snide tone that I was hoping to not hear for at least ten years.

That? Has all changed.

Now that the Toddler has discovered just how much fun it is to talk and talk and talk and talk and talk some more, she never quits. I usually get her started by asking her what she did at daycare that day, and I never quite know where we will go from there. For example, we had this conversation today. (I use the term "conversation" very loosely, for what it's worth.)

Me: Who did you play with at school today?
Alexis: I play with Keener and Eva and . . . (She listed about 15 kids. My brain shuts down at four, so I didn't hear them all.)
Me: Did you play outside?
Alexis: Keener push Eva. That's not very nice.
Me: You're right, it's not nice to push. Did you paint today?
Alexis: Um, Dora and Swiper walk and you know the rules.
Me: What rules?
Alexis: We eat peanut butter and jelly and watch bunnies. I swim.
Me: We're having pasta for dinner, sweetie.
Alexis: No, I swim. Keener push and time out and Baby Shell is cute.
Me: Where is Baby Shell?
Alexis: No, Baby Shell. Peanut butter and jelly and apples. Go dat way!
Me: Go which way, hon?
Alexis: That's not very nice.
Me: What's not nice?
Alexis: There's two Rachels and go swimming. I want my book.
Me: We can't go swimming tonight, Alexis. We are going to ride bikes.
Alexis: Bikes go peanut butter and jelly. Let dogs out and go for walk.

If you have absolutely no idea what that was all about? Join the club. I'm all about random, but I'm pretty sure conversations like that are going to lead to my head randomly exploding.