We were driving back from church this morning and Chloe was unusually quiet. Normally she’s very chatty and and is usually singing in the car. So I asked her,
Me: Chloe, what are you doing? why are you so quiet?
Chloe: …
Me: Chloe, are you okay?
Chloe: I’m thinking. (with meaningful smile on her face)
Me: hahaha, you’re thinking?
Chloe: yes mommy, I’m thinking!
Me: oh… what are you thinking about?
Chloe: (after a small pause) one…two…three…four…five…six…seven…eight…nine…ten…eleven…twelve…thirteen…another thirteen…and another thirteen…that’s mommy’s, that’s Chloe’s, that’s Shane’s, that’s daddy, jennifer, nancy, granny,
I don’t know what she was thinking or counting but she sure looked like she was entertained by her own thoughts judging by her smile.
