When I was little I talked my mom’s ear off. She was forever letting me know she was busy with something. I don’t know if I talked to get her attention or because I just liked to hear my own voice. Maybe I never learned to process thoughts internally. I remember her saying some of what I was saying wasn’t really important or something she needed to know. There weren’t many quiet moments for her when I was around. I seemed to be yammering about something thought or idea all the time.
JDaniel received his mother’s gift of gab. We are constantly chatting about what he notices in the world. There are many “What’s that” statements said every day. He wakes up talking to himself in his bed. Then we chat about what to thank God for in our morning prayers and what he would like for breakfast. This pattern of chats and questions continues for the rest of the day. Unless he gets busy with “work” or reading. Work is done while chatting to himself and reading in done silently most of the time.
Those times of conversation and language sharing are great! I love them. The ones that drive me nuts are the yammering or whining conversations. They are filled with “I want” and “I need”. Sometimes they are accompanied by a foot stump or two.
Yelping or yammering is also done. I think he does it in an attempt to wear mommy down. If he goes on and on about it in a demanding voice, he thinks he will get what he wants it he sticks with the yelping or yammering long enough. It doesn’t seem to work well for him yet he doesn’t seem interested in giving it up. I try to gently remind him that there are other ways to ask. I try removing myself from the area of the house that contains the object of his desire.
I am starting to understand what my mom lived through. Do you think she prayed I would have a child just like me?
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Oh I so understand…kids they love to talk
When I read your post I think of my oldest daughter is so like me. It’s a wonderful post and thanks for sharing. Thanks for visiting my site. Have a wonderful day.
Ha! She probably did!
Kids and talk–fascinating, fun, and tiring, too. I enjoyed this heartfelt post.
Oh, yes, I remember the yammering and yowling days! Believe it or not they are better than the teenage silent and sulky years..lol
That’s too funny! I remember the days of driving my mother insane…she’d say, “Wait till you have kids!”
I guess the reaping what we sow does come into affect in various ways in our lives. I wondering if our teaching others Long-suffering, qualifies us to be those who must learn it as well. =) Thanks for sharing a cute post!
Oh yes, the mommy curse definitely works 🙂 Very cute post. Kat
This brought back long-ago memories of my little yammerer, talking so much my brain got tired.
Oh my goodness, I hear you!!! At the dinner table there are usually three different conversations (all aimed at me) coming from all my three boys. I love your Y post. I can relate so much.
communication is important,
nobody likes complaints…
lovely reflections.
I was not an overly talkative kid, but I sure do have one myself. Many questions, soooooo many questions! I think I’ll enjoy it while he’s still young enough to enjoy talking to me…
Oh my goodness! I am laughing so hard! I just told my son to please be quiet for a little while …. my ears need a break. My family thinks it’s hilarious because, evidentally, I was exactly like this when I was a kid! Ha!
Ah yes. Talkers. My YellowBoy didn’t talk at ALL until he was 3 1/2. He was in Child Find, speech therapy, tested for every last disorder. Now, he doesn’t usually stop. Love it! But I agree, it does get difficult. It’s hard to know what to listen to intently, and what to, “Aha. Yes.” Here’s to the journey.
I am stopping by from Alphabe-Thursday. Great post! And great “Y” words, yammering & yelping. My kids love to tell me everything, too. And it does get tiring. But then, I love to tell my hubby everything as well …. So, to accommodate the kids, I set aside time for them to share everyday. To make it easier for me, I lie down on the sofa or on my bed and let them gab away. The physical rest I experience while listening seems to make me more attentive to them. This works for me; hope this works for you, too!
Wonderful job – I love the part about him waking up talking, how cute….great post, great word yammering….bkm
Oh yes, I am pretty sure that is what your Mother wished … i think my mom had the same wish to me … hehehe
I could pretty much handle all the yabbering until I was in an enclosed environment, like my car. Then I thought my head would explode!
I think she smiled, knowing that you would have a child just like you! 🙂
It sounds as if you have your hands full, but in a good way!
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My mom prayed for exactly that, and I got one!
Your boy sounds delightful, as I’m sure you were…
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Don’t all moms secretly hope that so that one day we can understand what they went through? He does sound adorable though…minus the whining, that can wear on anyone. I think I’ve got one just like me (my daughter) and I’m sure during her difficult times, my mom is secretly smiling 🙂 Guess it helps me be more understanding, both toward my daughter and my mom!
my sister used to sing my mom never ending songs LOL 😀
Love this post! What Mommy wouldn’t!!!
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Coralie
Oh my, I am terrified that I’ll have a child like me… well part of me. While I wasn’t too misbehaving and I was fun-loving, I was also constantly correcting others’ grammar and kind of annoying. At least I remembered people being annoyed by me, lol.
Well I joke all the time about my nine year old, seriously he never shuts up! Then I realized he is just like his Momma…so I have to embrace this for the rest of my life! Have a great day! Debbie GREAT POST!
Maybe it’s genetic 😉 Some people just process things by talking about them…
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Well, you know how they say wait until you have your own child? This could be it.
She probably did. LOL…
My first born son and my daughter are just the same as me ~ they don’t stop yapp’n!! Oh well!! I guess it’s ok as they stop long enough to listen!!
ahh…but look at the bright side…you will have a teenager and adult that has no problem communicating. on second thought… is that a blessing?
Isn’t that every tired mum’s wish – that her child would have one exactly like like him/her? You’re ‘in the trenches’ of motherhood – hang in there!
Yep, I’ll just bet she did!
I have a yammering youngster as well! She has two speeds HIGH and asleep. She loves to talk, to make up stories and to talk….
Cute post! I have a few talkers of my own. And I know I drive my husband nuts with my constant babbling, he never really says anything though. I sometimes think maybe he has turned a deaf ear, but he always remembers what I’ve said, so I know he does listen even when it appears he isn’t.
Not only do I get this at home, but I am usually ‘blessed’ enough to have at least one like this in each new class that I teach. Sometimes, hiding in the corner really is a sensible option 🙂
I have actually said to my older sons, “You know, I am not going to change my mind no matter how much you whine, throw a fit, or argue.” At a certain age, they just say, “Oh.” and stop. It’s like this light bulb goes on in their heads. It is a beautiful thing. Until then, however, they talk, yammer, argue, etc.
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Well sometimes we just have a lot to say. Yelping and yammering sounds like Dr. Seuss.
What a cute post! I have a child that can talk my ear off as well. Sometimes I just want to say “ok, I need a break for a bit” but I bite my tongue because I know that in a few years she’ll be a teenager and I will WANT her talking to me 🙂
hahah! I absolutely, positively LOVE to hear what little ones say! They are so full of surprising thoughts and often I can’t help but laugh. And their cute little voices! Ours are all grown and live away now, but I still call them (try nott o call tooo many times in a day :o) and love to hear what they are doing or thinking :o) …one favorite memory of my hubby’s and mine is when our older daughter was less than 2yrs old, and on our car rides, particularly when we were traveling from Wisconsin to Alabama…we would count between the times when our daughter would stop talking and start talking, in her carseat. Often it would only be “one…one hundred…two…” and she was talking again! haha
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I seem to recall Mom wishing Michelle would have a daugther just like her–specifically when she found an apple core behind furntiture. You were always the perfect angel child from the youngest eyes.
Daniel is so lucky to have you!
Oh, I love this little stop on our journey through Alphabe-Thursday’s letter “Y”.
What a fun and communicative child you have!
I think your relationship is lovely…and even though he’s trying to get his way sometimes, how neat that he can communicate well enough to even try that at such a young age!
A politician perhaps?
Maybe he can fix the world!
Yippee for this smile-provoking post!
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I think she may have said a prayer or two – because she loved you so!
lol, i can not WAIT for broxton to start the whats that…
I bet she did wish you would get one” just like you…..dont all mom’s? I love their chatter and the things they say…..I never get tired of hearing the kids and this is my second go round since they are my grandchildren.