You may think that it's impossible to have a real conversation with a two-year-old who only speaks three words, but you would be wrong. Behold, an actual conversation we had today:
Me, talking to Gracie while folding laundry in my bedroom:
"What would you like to do tomorrow sweet pea?"
Gracie: Runs to her bedroom, brings me her bathing suit, gives me the sign language signs for "more", then "please."
Me: "You want to go swimming tomorrow?"
Me: "Okay! That sounds like fun! I was hoping it would be warm enough by now that we could go for your first visit to the zoo, but it just keeps snowing, doesn't it?"
Gracie: Brings me her stuffed elephant and holds it up.
Me: "Yes, that's right! There are elephants at the zoo. What other animals do you think we'll see there?"
Gracie: Brings me a book with a picture of a hippo, flips to that page and points.
Me: "Yes, that's right! There are hippos at the zoo too. What other animals do you think we'll see?"
Gracie: Holds up her very beloved brown horse.
Me: "No, I don't think there are any horses at the zoo. There are zebras though. Zebras are like horses but with stripes…"
Gracie: Has now thrown herself down on my bed and started to yell while kicking her legs and flailing her arms.
Me: "I'm sorry sweet pea, but there are no horses at the zoo. You can yell all you want, but it's not up to Mommy which animals are at the zoo. That would be a fun job though…"
Gracie: Looks up and notices that I'm not paying any attention to her fit at all, and am instead daydreaming about the animals I would have in my very own zoo. She gets up, gets off the bed, hugs my leg, looks up at me, then holds up brown horse.
Me: "You want to go see the horses at Grandma and Grandpa's house instead of going to the zoo?"
Me: "Well sweet pea, I'm sure we can do both."