Our baby girl is 20 months old and is beginning to string words together in a moderately coherent fashion. She’s heard me tell our dog to “come”, and now combines that word into phrases like “Daddy cup come.” Meaning “Daddy bring me that sippy cup, and be snappy about it.”
At other times she will look me earnestly in the eyes and carry on lengthy soliloquies that are as yet gibberish to my ears. She no doubt knows exactly what she’s saying… and is likely concerned about the apparently senile non sequiturs with which I respond to her insightful witticisms.
She also loves to talk on the phone. Not actually to anyone. She just carries an old broken cordless phone (sans battery) around babbling to imaginary friends and family. I look forward to the conversations she and I will have soon when communication becomes a bit more two way.