While I was growing up, my mom used to always say, "When you have children, I hope they talk just as much as you do." I guess I talked the poor woman's ear off. It must have been particularly trying when I was home with her all day while she was trying to complete her undergraduate degree. Sorry mom.
Well, I'm grown up now, and I have a child. He's a little over two years old, and guess what? He's a talker. My mom got just what she asked for. However, she didn't foresee one thing. Guess who does daycare for my chatty little man? Yep. My mom. Be careful what you wish for.