On our way home tonight, Caleb was babbling away as usual from the back seat. All of a sudden, totally unprompted, he quietly said, "baby sister." I turned to Mike and asked if he heard it, too, and we both paused for a moment to listen again. "What was that, buddy?" Mike asked. Silence. I chimed in, "what are you talking about?" More silence. We smiled and gave up trying. But a few seconds later... "Baby sister." "Baby sister!" "BABY SISTER." "Go see baby sister?" "Go see?" "Baby sister!" And he carried on till we were almost home. A prophetic word, perhaps? Only time will tell! But in the meantime, it was pretty cute, even if he was just regurgitating something he picked up from who-knows-where.
Peace and mess in the absence of control