Just about everything Connor says lately begins with "Guess what?" Most of the time, he uses this phrase to make sure that he has your attention. You're not expected to actually guess what he's going to say but you do have to verbally acknowledge that you are listening to him. "What?" is usually the acceptable answer. Also acceptable is the ever-popular "chicken butt", though that is known to lead to a tangent of silliness.
On our way home today, Connor started to feel the effects of a full day of summer activities. After a few yawns, the boy's brain started bouncing from one topic to another, firing off "guess whats" left and right. It's his way of talking through the tired. Here's a sampling of our car ride's conversation:
"There's something in my body that's tickling me. Guess what?"
"Every day, everyone's phone is wrong. Guess what?"
"Nobody ever dies on Mercury. Guess what?"
"Snow melts but snowflakes don't."
By the time we got home, I was tired enough for the both of us. Trying to wrap my brain around these statements and how he comes up with this stuff is exhausting. Guess what? zzzzzzzz