My girls apparently enjoy the sound of their voices echoing off all the houses in our neighborhood. Clara was outside, after I got home this evening, yelling “Hey everybody! Come on over! We’ve got lots and lots of watermellon and my mom wants you to have it!” Then she rattled off a familiar number she has heard her mom say several times. “That’s my mom’s phone number! She wants you to call her to talk about the watermellon!”
This was as far as she got before I was able to tackle her and get my hand over her mouth.