Regina, my ex-stepdaughter was a real chatterbox when she was little. One night at dinner when Jennifer was 5, she was chattering like a magpie. I stopped her in mid-chatter and asked her, "Jenny, do you know you talk too much?" The elfin little thing sat there for a minute, deep in thought, then smiled really big and started singing "You talk too much, you worry me to death, you talk too much, you even worry my pets, you just talk too much!" We were laughing so hard we had tears rolling down our faces. After I could breathe again, I said "No, Jenny, I mean that YOU talk too much!" I wish I'd had a video camera, it was just priceless.
ps - can you tell I listened to a lot of oldies music? :laugh:
