When our eldest daughter was a toddler, she had an amusing habit. She would sit in her car seat chattering away, regaling us with stories and songs until she fell asleep. The amusing part was she would often fall asleep in the middle of a sentence or verse (some of my friends have the same habit now and I’m always afraid that they’ll spill whatever they’re holding…). It was a monologue, something she was doing for her own benefit. We’d hear her but not – she was just making noise until she fell asleep. Continue reading

