Chatty Cathy, Part 2

When I was in 7th Grade, my parents received a report card that looked something like this:

English - A
Social Studies - A
Math - A
Science - A
PE - A
Teacher comments -  EXCESSIVE SOCIALIZING
                                 EXCESSIVE SOCIALIZING
                                 EXCESSIVE SOCIALIZING
                                 EXCESSIVE SOCIALIZING

There were four lines available for the teacher to write whatever he wanted. My teacher, Mr. Johnson, used all capital letters, all four lines, and the same phrase to convey to my parents the type of student I was. I did well in school, but Holy Cannoli, I was a talker.

I have no doubt that although my child looks nothing like me, her insides are a carbon copy of moi. She talks NON-STOP all day every day and like a good mother, I encourage her to at least try to beat me in the Chatty Cathy department. If Ev brings home a report card similar to mine someday, I will definitely be a proud mama. In fact, I might get one of those cheesy Junior High bumper stickers that says, "My kid gets in trouble for talking more than your kid."

Her favorite word right now is "soup." Everything in a bowl is soup. She pronounces every word starting with "s," with a "sh," sound.

In a word, its adorbs.

See for yourself: