Where is it?

My conversations are just words repeated back to me all day....I shrug my shoulders in exasperation and go ahhhh.  And then those actions are repeated back.  I wonder if I beat my head against the wall if that would be copied too? 

Our conversation about J wanted a clip in her hair...

Me. You can't have another clip in your hair because I gave you one this morning and you kept pulling it out and throwing it.
J. Throwing
Me. Yes, you pulled it out.
J. Out
Me. Do you know where you put it?
J. Put it
Me. Where is it?
J. it
Me. Can you find it?
J. Find it
Me. Yes, if you find it, we can put it in your hair.
J. Hair
Me.  (Shrugs shoulders and sighs)
J.  (Shrugs shoulders and sighs)
Me.  (walks away)
J. (runs to me)
J. Josie get it
J. I get it.
J. (runs to basement)
J. (comes back in 2 mins)
J. I got it. (grinning from ear to ear)(clip in hand)

Me. (has a massive headache)(amazed that 5 hrs later she still knows where it is)(exasperated that she has that good of memory but can't count from 1-5 and I have repeated them until blue in the face)
Me. (understands what my brain seems like pudding/jello by the end of a day)



I need adults.  Ones that are ok with silence.  Ones that are ok with a sloth like movement.