Bryce Eleanor was whispering a list (or a story) last night before drifting off to sleep. I couldn't understand much of it, just catching a few words here and there, like Edgar, Stinker, cats, Lucy, John David.
Then she said, "How does that sound?"
I replied, "That sounds great!" No idea what I'd agreed with.
A brief pause, then, "That sounds great. Okay." And continued whispering...until she drifted off.
Off she went this morning with her grandfather after finishing her strawberries and orange slices, juice in hand, smiling. "See you later, Jenny Claire!"
Yes, indeed, see you later, Bryce Eleanor.