That said, they do provide me hours and hours of
Kamden is what we refer to as Chatty Cathy. I swear that child talks more than a little girl. He does not. stop. talking. ever. He talks when he is alone. He talks in the shower. He sings all the time. He drives us all
The following is a conversation between me and Kooper, in reference to the chatterbox also known as Kamalamadingdong.
Koop: *huff* *sigh* *beating on the keyboard at the computer like he was going to kill it*
Me: Would you knock it off?
NOTE: Kamden is sitting as his computer singing
Koop: I am trying to play my game.
Me: Sounds to me like you are trying to kill your keyboard. I am not buying another one if you beat that one to death.
Kamden is still singing.
Koop: Will you PLEASE make him shut up?
Me: He isn't hurting you is he?
Koop: Um...Mom. We share a room. He sleeps in my room. He doesn't stop talking ever. Do you know he even talks in his sleep? In. His. SLEEP! Now, really, are you going to ask me if he is hurting me?
Me: *fighting back tears of laughter* to Kamden could you please sing in your head? to Kooper Happy now?
Kamden: Taylor Swift is way too fabulous to keep in my head. I need to share her with the world.
Kooper: *blink* *blink* looks at me
Me: *blink* *blink* look at Koop
Kamden gets up from his computer, cocks his head and looks at the two of us and says, Me and Taylor Swift are taking our fabulousness in my room. And with that he turned on his heel and left.
Kooper: under his breath Girl!
At that point Kooper and I busted out laughing. A great mom would have corrected that last comment, but I let it slide. Kooper had endured enough for one afternoon.
Never a dull moment Smackers. Never.
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