The Only Time He's Quiet

My Grandma told me once that when I was little, she used to turn on the vacuum just to have so peace and quiet from my non-stop chatter. Apparently, I liked to talk. A lot. I think my son was quiet all those months we were worried about him not speaking because he was gearing up for his current state: talking machine. He's a running color commentary on life. I'm considering getting earplugs installed. It isn't that 99% of what he says isn't cute; it's just nonstop!

You can imagine why I love these shots so much. Aaaaah, sweet silence.

Except, he talks in his sleep sometimes!