(Alex is in his swim class.)
Miss Kelly: Let's do elephants.
Alex: And then – and then – and then crocodiles!
(Alex’s classmates are chatting.)
Alex (to his classmates): My baby sister, um, my sister, Claire, is not a baby anymore. She's a big girl.
Alex (to Miss Kelly): Can I go next?
Alex (to Miss Kelly): Can I go next?
Alex (to Miss Kelly): Can I go next?
(Alex laughs.)
Alex (to no one in particular): I'm standing way down! In the water!
Alex (turning to Daddy): Daddy.
(Alex’s classmates are chatting.)
Alex (to his classmates): What are you talkin’ about?
Alex (to his classmates): What are you talkin’ about?
Alex (to his classmates): What are you talkin’ about?
Alex (to his classmates): What are you talkin’ about?
(The class blows bubbles for “five monkeys”.)
Alex (to Miss Kelly): I did four!
Miss Kelly: You did? That's good.
Alex: I did four!
Alex (showing four fingers): That's four.
Alex (to Miss Kelly): Then can I go next?
Alex (to Miss Kelly): Then can I go next?
(Later.)
Alex (to Miss Kelly): Then can I go next? Then can I go next?
(The lifeguard blows his whistle.)
Alex: That was loud!
(Claire sees Nana’s tomatoes sitting on the counter.)
Claire: Uh pick ‘mato at Nana’s house!
(It looks like a storm is coming.)
Claire: Garden need rain.
(Earlier, Alex was crying and fussing a lot. Now he has finally settled down for a while.)
Claire: Ah-yah not sad. Ah-yah not sad.
Claire: I hear thunder. I hear thunder.
Mommy: You hear thunder?
Claire: Yeah.
Mommy: Neat.
Alex: It's not a trash can, Claire.
Claire: Rain need water.
(Pause.)
Claire: Garden need water.
Daddy: That’s right.
Claire: Yeah.
(Mommy is talking to Alex, and doesn’t hear Claire.)
Claire (to Mommy): Baby get wet.
Claire (to Mommy): Baby get wet.
Claire (to Mommy): Baby get wet.
Claire (to Mommy): Baby get wet, Mommy.
Claire (to Mommy): Baby get wet.
Claire (to Mommy): Baby get wet!
Claire (to Mommy): Baby get wet.
Mommy: Baby gets wet?
Claire: Yeah.
Claire: Rain, really hard. Rain, re-- really hard.
Claire: Loud trash can. Loud trash can, Mommy.
Alex: I call it thunder, you call it trash can!
Claire: Loud trash can. Loud trash can.
Mommy: It's a loud trash can?
Claire: Yeah.
Mommy: Okay.
Alex: I don't think so.
Claire: Help, Daddy.
Daddy: What do you need help with?
Claire: Puzzle.
Daddy: Oh, let's not do the puzzle right now, we're about to go upstairs. You wanna go upstairs with Daddy?
Claire: No.
(Pause.)
Claire: I want three minutes.
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