Chatter Chatter Chatter

You know the days you are dying for when that cute little baby you hold in your arms to look up and talk back to you. To even say a word. Well for me those days and here and my oh my sometimes I wish for the days of silence. Its none stop talking and non stop deciphering. Sometimes I wonder if his mouth isn’t tired. Its mammy this, mammy  that, no mammy, no mammy, thank you mammy, van mammy, come mammy, come mammy.

All I can ask for is the Lord to give me the patience and kindness  and tolerance I need. There are days and times its so cute and I am so proudbut there are times when my ears just needs a break.