Sweet Words: The Chatter Box

Every one always says that girls talk a lot. And they do, they do. But in our house Abiah is the talker. Always has been and probably always will. I've tried to get him to be quiet. For just a few minutes, PLEASE! Believe me.

If he's not talking he's making noise. And if he doesn't have anyone to listen to him he talks to himself. Or his imaginary friends/co-workers, Gen and Trucka. From the time he wakes in the morning, through his school day, while he plays, during meals, in the bathroom, getting into bed. Talk, talk, talk, talk, talk.

Just recently, though, he was talking to me and told me that he realized something. "You know, mom. I was thinking, I'm just in my room getting ready for bed, talking to myself, saying what I need to do, and I realize that I don't have to talk to myself. 'Cause God is with me all the time and I can talk to Him. And I was like, 'Well, why am I talking to myself then? I can just talk to him!'"

And another time when we were talking about his school work for next year, particularly his Bible course and a new book I'm excited to have him go through (I'll share later), "You know, Mom. I was reading my Bible in the morning and I just realized how much I really love the Bible."

This kid. Let me tell you! There are times when I don't think he'll make it to his next birthday. But most of the time...he's just real swell.

And I guess we're just going to have to get used to his constant chatter. Because what parent wants to tell their kid to stop talking to GOD!?!