Talkie-Talkie Girl

Do you ever get a random song stuck in your head? I mean, one you haven't heard in years? Something totally out-there and wacky? Today I was thinking about Phoebe. Actually I was listening to Phoebe....going on and on and on. And out of nowhere, a song from the eighties popped into my head. Anyone remember that song "You Talk Too Much" by Run DMC? (I had to google that by the way. Don't confuse me with any die-hard Run DMC fans.)

Is this sad or what? Now, this is totally involuntary. It is not like this was a favorite song choice of mine. In fact, I might say it was one of my least. What can I say? The mind is a funny thing. I was not having rude thoughts about my sweet daughter, but hey, if the shoe fits. She's a chatty girl. And I am no stranger to that trait, but well, as a mom, sometimes it feels as though my brain might explode. Sometimes I think it already has and is it slowly leaking out of my ears.

The girl talks A-LOT. She has a lot of words. There is much to say about the world around her and her interpretation of what she sees and what she feels and well, you get the picture. Yeah, yeah, yeah. I know. She is a lot like her mother. Although I must say that I have fewer and fewer words these days. There is little room left in my brain for my own thoughts, my own ponderings, my own interpretations of the world around me.

That's okay. I adore this age. I adore this child. She is incredibly bright and witty. She is an interesting blend. Having surveyed many moms during my own mommy experience, I must say I am thrilled with the amazing personality God has created in Phoebe. Many kids as daring and persistent, and adventurous as she, are not the touchy-feely type. She is. She is our little lover. She has a huge reserve of hugs, kisses, cuddles, and endearing words to offer. What a joy!

Once in a while I may feel like I need a mute button for the kiddo, but I am thrilled she wants to talk to us. I pray she will always talk with us, challenge us, engage us in interesting and thought-provoking conversation. The other day her daddy said, "Phoebe, it's okay to be quiet." She responded, "But I don't want to be quiet. I'm a talkie-talkie girl!" Yep, she is alright. And we love it.

But there remains the problem of this song...this ridiculously annoying song. I've heard the best way to get a song out of your head is to sing another one. Quick. Somebody sing something. Anything!