I woke up rather early and was laying in bed trying to decide whether to get up or try to go back to sleep…

as I lay there I heard my sixteen-month-old neighbour chatting with one (or both) of his parents… there weren’t distinct words, just the sound of his voice;-)…

I don’t usually hear anything from him so the windows and wind must have been in just the right configuration…

made me think of when the girls were that little and the early morning happy chats;-)…