Small talk

There is something interesting going on at home, beginning sometime in the middle of this week. My kids are talking to each other. I mean actual conversations in a language that sounds like Greek and Latin to us adults. At the end of it, they guffaw while we parents look at each other baffled.
I guess they are trying to imitate our talk. Until now, they just called out to each other. At the most, Ash would say: Vaava, look. Or see this. Or come here. Etc. Etc.
There is more bonhomie between them. They ride the tricycle together, with Ash in the pillion mostly. They eat, drink, play together. Quite different from the earlier days when sibling rivalry reigned supreme.
But that doesnt mean the fights are over. At least, not yet.