Grammy (Kay) flew in for Olin's birthday party this weekend, and we went to pick her up this morning at the airport, with the whole family in the car. Once she got in the car, Max talked nonstop at full volume all of the way home. This is an approximation of their conversation.
Kay: Hi Max!
Max: Hi Hi Hi Grammy Olin's balloon flew out the window and went away! It went away!
Kay: Wow. Did it go up in the sky?
Max: Yeah Olin's balloon went up in the sky and flew far away and it kept going and going and going.
Kay: Yeah?
Max: Yeah and there were lots of other balloons and they all went together way over there! Over that hill.
Kay: Up in the sky?
Max: No! Not in the sky, over in the house. They're having a party! A party for Olin! They're all dancing!
Kay: The balloons are dancing?
Max: Yeah! The balloons are dancing and the [looking out the window] cars are dancing and the trees are dancing and the flowers are dancing [at this point he is laughing pretty hard, and so is Kay].
Kay: That sounds like fun! Are you dancing?
Max: No! I'm jumping. I'm jumping and the balloons are dancing and the cars are dancing and the whole house is jumping! The house is jumping and the walls are dancing and the ceiling is jumping and the backyard is jumping! And all the kids are jumping! Everyone is jumping! The backyard is jumping!
Kay: That's quite a party!
Max: Yeah, all the kids are jumping! And dancing! Its a party! Can we go there now, daddy?
... and on and
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