my chatty boy and the ways he makes me laugh.

Today I took Ambrose to his first dentist appointment, as we've been growing concerned about the condition of his front teeth. I'll spare you the boring details of the appointment, but it went very well. I loved the dentist, and it was a relief to have taken him in. At least I now have professional reassurance that everything is OK. Anyway, our dentist of choice is quite a drive from here, so I had a nice long car ride with my boys and my sister, Kyla. The thing is, my boys talk. Alot. Especially Ambrose. I mean, incessantly. The winning quote of the day: Kyla: Ambrose, how many words do you use each day? Ambrose: Huh? K: How many words do you use every day? Do you count them? A: Uhhhhhm, no. I don't count. I just like to talk about them. (slight pause) And exercise, too. I don't like to exercise. I just like to talk about it.