Tiny Dancer

I can't seem to get this song out of my mind today....I wonder why...

Pretty eyed, pirate smile, you'll marry a music man
Ballerina, you must have seen her dancing in the sand

All You Do To Me is Talk Talk

It seems like only yesterday my baby said her first word. "Daydee" (no not Daddy, but Zaidy, our dog). It was such a joy to hear her say a new word almost every day. We were amazed at how smart she was and how fast she was learning.

Cut to 3 years later.....Is it possibly that she can literally talk ALL day!...12 hours straight (that's 720 minutes or 43,200 seconds)! I am not even sure if she took a breath.

At about hour 4, I turned the TV on, figured I could get at least half an hour of silence, but she just talked to Dora the Explorer instead of me.

Hour 5 we went to Target where she talked to the sales people, customers passing by and continued to ask me 100 more questions.

Note: I was very shy when I was a kid, ask my mom. Instead of talking to people, I would just stick my tongue out at them. At this point, a bratty, but silent kid would be a nice break.

Hour 6 we played in the backyard. She talked about the garden, the grass, the trees, golf, soccer, the dog. Asked about 100 more questions.

Hour 7 just more talking (I can't tell you exactly what about because by this time I had started to tune out) and 100 more questions.

Hours 8 and 9...Barbies, Polly Pocket, mommy can I have a...mommy can we go to... mommy what is a....blah blah blah....about 100 more questions.

Hour 10 we were headed off to swimming lessons! Half an hour of peace for Mommy. I dropped her by the side of the pool and headed off to a near-by chair with a good book. I looked over at her every time it was her turn (she was talking to the boy next to her the whole time). When it was time for the kids to float on their bellies and put their faces in the water and blow bubbles, I looked over and Bella's face was in the water and yes, there were bubbles, but I wondered if she was blowing bubbles or talking about blowing bubbles. My guess is the latter.

Hour 11 she told me all about swim class in the car, and then I heard the repeat as she told it to Daddy we got home. About 100 more questions.

It's now hour 12 and she is in her room laying in bed. I can hear her talking to her stuffed animals through the wall.

In a few minutes I will go into her room and she will be sound asleep, exhausted from an entire day of questions and talking. I will give her a kiss and whisper I love you. And we'll do it all over again tomorrow.

How Many, How Much
How many slams in an old screen door?
Depends how loud you shut it.
How many slices in a bread?
Depends how thin you cut it.
How much good inside a day?
Depends how good you live 'em.
How much love inside a friend?
Depends how much you give 'em.

~ Shel Silverstein
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