picking up Noah from school the other day - he's always very sad when I pick him up as he never wants to leave the "party", but today we were walking out to the car and this is the conversation we had:
Noah: momma my head hurts from the talking...
Me: what? what do you mean - what talking, who talking?
Noah: the girls momma, they talk so much, i can't take it
Me: the girls talk a lot? what do they say?
Noah: (moving his hands in an exasperated way) - i just can't momma, it's TOO much! can we just be quiet, have some no-talking time?
Me: (trying really hard not to explode with laughter) sure buddy, we'll just have quiet.
...barely a minute goes by...
Noah: Momma can we go to the fair tonight?
Me: shhh i thought we were having no talking time
Noah: (whispers), Momma can we please go to the fair?
guess i am not one of those "talk-to-much" girls - :)
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