This conversation took place while larger natives were making shapes with edible dough in the dining room, and I was mixing up more edible dough colors in the kitchen.
Medium Native: Look, I made a cookie!
Me: That’s great.
MN: I made a cookie!
Me: Nice cookie.
MN: See, Mommy? It’s a cookie!
Me: I do see it. It’s great.
MN: I made a cookie!
Me: Got that. You know you can make other shapes, too. You don’t have to make cookies.
MN: I made a cookie!
Me: Mmm-hmm.
MN: Look, I made a submarine!
Me: Wow, that’s great.
MN: I made a submarine!
Me: I love submarines.
MN: I made a submarine!
Me: Good job. That’s exciting.
MN: I made a submarine!
Me: I heard. Terrific.
MN: It’s a submarine cookie!
Me: Perfect.
MN: I made a submarine cookie!
Me: That’s great.
MN: I made a submarine cookie!
Me (testing the hypothesis that I was not an integral part of this conversation, and that since the nature of my responses were, in fact, irrelevant, I could say whatever I wished): Maybe it will come to life!
MN (with much glee): It will come to life? My submarine will come to life? Yay!
Me (internally): (Dang.)
Large Native: What is life?
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