My kids can carry on an intelligent conversation. Sometimes they bicker, they're grumpy, tired, or occupied with an electronic device. But tonight, on the drive home from the Y, the three-way talk flowed and pitched and rolled - waves on the lake as a warm rain blows in. Topics, details, emotions, people, math, cultures, science, personal experience, wonderment and awe, and those are just the first words that come to mind.
It's good to know my kids have depth of personality.