My sister and I were discussing the funny differences in our family dinner conversations. Amy was expressing how she has to try really hard to initiate conversation and get her kids (4boys, 1girl) to tell about their day and how they are doing. Really? I thought. I definitely have the opposite problem at our dinner table. We sit down to a dinner that could last forever, because my 3 girls (yes, even Lydia) will not stop talking. We hear about their whole day, every random thought in their heads, how they are feeling, and Lydia consistenly repeats every word coming out of the other 2 mouths. I have to constantly monitor the taking turns of who is aloud to speak, and Dave and I rarely get a word in. If we do say something, then the girls always have something to say about what we say. It is rather humorous, but exhausting. Girls are so funny!
Another observation is that despite the fact that my girls love to talk, they are also very different. This was made apparent on another evening meal when Dave and I were actually having a dinner conversation together, after the girls had finished eating. The funny thing is that Baylee was sitting by us taking notes (practicing her writing skills), Kambria was running around the house with a balloon, thoroughly happy pretending her balloon was a person and dressing it up (so silly), and Lydia (who loves to figure things out) was sure she new how to build a fire in the wood burning stove and so she was neatly laying all Dave's wood kindling in it. Boy, was that a site to see when we finally discovered what she was doing. Definitely a picture moment with black soot all over her face and clothes.