I: Hey, Little One!
She: Ah-goo! *with toothless smile, saliva dripping down chin*
I: Ah-good morning to you too, Little One, how are you today?
I: Ah'm dray-ned too... you cried and fussed so much last night... I was exhausted....I must look terrible this morning, don't I?
She: Uh-glee. *with a gurgle*
I: Ugly?? Hmph. All your doing, Little One. But seriously, what was bothering you last night?
She: Ooooo. *eyebrows arched*
I: Me? Hmph again. What on earth do I do with you?
I: Glue? Great idea. I will glue your little lips together and your little hands and little legs and tie you up so that you can't do anything at all! Anyway, tell me, what's the plan for today?
She: Huh-geeee.. *With a sideways glance and fluttering eyelashes*
I: Okay sweetheart, first a bigggg huggie. There. Now let's get down to business. what would you like to do now?
I: Hungry? Okay! Let's have breakfast, come on!
Who says two-month-olds can't converse?