We were out and about this morning, running errands and so we stopped for lunch at the Johnny Rockets at the mall. It’s a 50s themed burger joint, with jukeboxes at the tables and classic rock music. At one point the kitchen staff stopped and danced to ‘Respect’. Bella spent much of the time staring stony-faced at the friendly family in the next booth who were smiling and making faces at her.
As she was dropping off our bill, the waitress remarked on how quiet Bella had been. Not a peep through the whole meal. I’ve noticed this before, but never so markedly. She’s always very quiet, almost silent when we’re in public, her big eyes taking everything in. Her chatterbox self only really comes out at home. As she wanders around the living room, exploring and playing, she keeps up a fairly steady stream of babble, with giggles, raspberries, clicks and hisses for flavor.
I’m curious to see what happens when she’s actually talking.