Awhile back my husband was a bit tired at the end of the day, as was I – because Toddler just plain exhausted us with her nonstop talking. The questions, the rambling, the commentary, more questions, and also a lot of singing.
Don’t get me wrong – I’m thankful she’s speaking so I can know what’s in her mind (it’s endless entertainment, too!), although we had to wait until she was two before phrases erupted.
But some days, like my husband, I have to ask, “What is wrong with her? Does she ever stop talking?!” Because some days we just can’t wait until 8pm for silence….
Last night at dinner, hilariously, Toddler and I had this exchange:
Toddler: [While rambling a bit between bites] “Scream, mommy. scream loudly!”
Me: “No, I like to keep my voice at an indoor level. In fact I don’t like to raise my voice at all, in case you haven’t noticed. It’s actually hard for me to do. I’m kind of a low talker.”
Toddler: “I’m a high talker!”
Yes dear, you are a high talker indeed! Not in the Seinfeld sense (Dan was high-pitched, if you recall the episode), but yes, you talk a lot! How did I make this child when I’m such a low talker?! (Not quite like Kramer’s girlfriend, but you get the gist.)