THE STEPLETON girls hang out — without apparently conspiring in their own language. At least, not at this moment.        Mira Stepleton photo
THE STEPLETON girls hang out — without apparently conspiring in their own language. At least, not at this moment. Mira Stepleton photo

     Parents wish they could better understand their children.

     Got a teenager? Understanding their mind might take a PhD. ...

     But understanding a toddler?

     That’s a whole different ballgame.

     Obviously, my 9-month-old isn’t going to say anything profound any time soon.

     But my 2-year-old? More and more often, we can see evidence of how she’s expanding her vocabulary.

     But you put the two girls together, and even the famed Rosetta stone wouldn’t help piece the puzzle of what they’re saying to each other together. ...

     ... I’m not sure what language my older daughter speaks at times, particularly when chatting with her sister.

     It’s certainly not English. ...

     She and my 9-month-old seem to understand each other perfectly well.

     The oldest will jabber something to the youngest, the youngest will babble something back.

     “Nasj de le wa lay!”

     “Ya ya ya da da da …”

     And then they laugh.

     I don’t know what they’re saying … but they do. ...

     To read the entire column, see the Jan. 10, 2019 edition of The Ripon Commonwealth Press.